Obsessions
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A story poem. Do you have any obsessions?
Obsessions
by Shirley Rebstock 3/13/2016
Every Wednesday as the sky became dark
Moon beams glowed across the park
On the corner I could see her face
Wearing a maroon dress edged in lace
Green, yellow, red neon lights flashed across her silky skin
Revealing a sadness loneliness of her face so thin
Why why would she stand at the same place on the corner
With a grief stricken look as if she was a mourner
Could she have a broken heart, be waiting for a lover
Hoping for his return or could it be the loss of another
Once I walked across the street
To satisfy my curiosity hoping to meet
This soleful beauty with blue eyes and black hair
I smiled attempted a hello
She looked straight through me as if I was not there
Wait her energy is different this night
I see a slight smile, her blue eyes are so bright
Suddenly she bolts across the street towards the park
Loud honk of a car, bang her lifeless body in the dark
Who was she, what was her name
She haunted my every thought each day was the same
Why wouldn't she speak to me
I could have been a friend
Her lonely heart I so wanted to mend
Every Wednesday night as the sky becomes dark
The moonbeams glowed across the park
I would stand on the corner to see if I could feel
Her spirit her loneliness
Encapsulating me in the night so still
I had no answers no peace
to escape this dark well
Could I have saved her loved her,
These thoughts are hell
In my mind I am in a tunnel
Ah I see the light
I bolt across the street
A horn blows, Bang
Dead silence
My life losing it's fight
As my life seeps out of my body
I see it was an illusion
I could not have saved her
Was my conclusion
Her demon had become mine
My answer came to late
Sounds of the street fading
This was my fate
On the corner I could see her face
Standing so lonely
In a maroon dress edged with lace
She whispered in my ear
Obsessions
That is the answer to your questions
It took us to a place we didn't mean to go
It imprisoned us
Now you know
Copyright © Shirley Rebstock | Year Posted 2016
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