What Haunts Me the Most
Grey scales paint the eerie atmosphere
realistic fiction portrayed in my docile mind
I find myself
atop the highest part
of a crumbling castle
The spectral fog settles
revealing her secrets
Draped in a vivid dress
of baby blue
lined with daisies
She stares out of the shattered
stained glass window
into the firebreathers abyss
Volts shred my veins
as she sways
and faces me
Rivers of ruby red flow from shoulder to fingertips
glistening in the moonlight as they raged on
Silver streams of tears glide down her cheeks
which hold a pale rosy hue
Still gripping the lightning struck sand
still dripping with fresh depression
She manages a sorrowful smile
that screams, “help me…”
But I cannot
for I am chained
and can’t move
Emotionally she whispers
I love you baby
Giving into gravity
she embraces the wind
I awake
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