She haunts my grave
...in the future
She follows me
...from beyond her own
Her memories...her pain...her suffering
Am I to blame?
*
Heart in stomach
Stomach in mouth
Blood on my hands
Blood on my sleeves
*
Blood on her sleeves
Her heart in stomach
stomach in my mouth
Blood on my hands
*
She haunts my grave
...in the future
She follows me
...from beyond her own
*
Thanks for reading!
Author's notes: Yeah...I got nothing...just felt like a weird and cryptic thing. Lot of darkness in few words.
Also, this is purely ficticious and not based on anything. Any likeness to anything is purely coincidential. Not autobiographical, is what I am saying. Obviously!
About the Creator
Paul Stewart
Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
The Accidental Poet - Poetry Collection out now!
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Comments (8)
For a "got nothing " piece this spoke volumes.
Feels like "The Tell-Tale Heart". Very effective.
Oooh this was so eery and mysterious but the perfect amount of vague because it got my imagination going wild. Thanks for clarifying it's ficticious 😂😂😂
Glad to know you're not a murderous cannibal.
Eugh, definitely icky, but also cryptic and I love that! "Stomach in mouth" is just so unusual and visceral. *shudders*
👻🖤 Happy Halloween
Damn, I liked that. Perfect for today :)
That is some horror poetry for sure, Happy Halloween 🤯😱💀🎃🙀