Black and Blue

Blue darkened to blackened bruise,

The angered fist the weapon used,

She falls full force against the wall,

Her desperate cries, unanswered call.

Smashed, broken glass and splintered fragments,

Onto the floor fall her hopes, in shattered segments.

Her wide eyes plead no, no more, 

As his anger strikes her to the floor,

White so pure with ruby red,

The blood trickles from her pale white head.

"Go on.., she cries break my spirit, destroy this shell that I'm no longer in it!

Do it.., kill me end this now, deal that final blow that ensures my shroud"!

His eyes ablaze in fury's mist, he delivers loves final fatal kiss

His blow between her eyes so sharp

As her breath stops, so does her heart

Her gaze fixed, as a tear falls of it's own free will

Her body crumpled, limp and still.

He kneels beside her afraid and shamed

How could he send her to her grave?

Blue darkened to blackened night

He must now dispose of his dead wife

In desperation for his sake

He must be careful, no mistakes

"Damn it why'd you make me do it?

The buttons push, how well you knew it"

A cold breeze blew hard across the room,

"Why darling surely were not leaving so soon"?

Her voice echoed as he looked around, it could not be her,

She's lying dead upon the ground.

Her corpse resembling blackened blue

Darkened guilt he felt and knew

Her ruby  lips no longer red

But grey, the color of the dead.

He took the bottle from which he'd been drinking,

God only knows what he'd been thinking

"Darling must I sleep alone?" he heard his dead wife quietly moan

"I'm waiting for you, won't you come? there's always room for another one"

Terrified by this haunting voice, he got to his feet and fled to run

Into the street, onto the road, the car came fast and he was thrown.

On a cold roadside he could only gaze, as the vision of her ghost did fade

Before departing these words she said, " blue darkened to blackened bruise, the hit and
Run the weapon used,

You fell full force and cracked you're head, now you too my darling are also dead".
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Ginn Avatar
January 5, 2009 at 6:22 PM
Oh gosh this reminds me of sitting on the front porch with all my friends tell ghost stories and running home as quick as I could. Very creepy, lol. Laurie
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