the black cat
can you hear me?

I dream the same dream. In different places, and different stories, you always come.
And when you do, I crumble.
But the beginning is the same
him and i are together
Little hand wrapped around my finger
Nothing more than my life wrapped around his.
My heart hasn't yet been broken
The darkness no longer follows me
Save for the cat
Fur as dark as an Arctic night,
Eyes as green as the jungle,
The cat slinks across the road in front of me
As if I am not there at all
It brings the darkness with it, rolling in like a summer storm
The smell is in the air
And I know you will arrive soon
It is already too late to say goodbye
First the pounding in my chest
Now my breath is gone
My heart hurts more and more and more and more until finally
The ache has become something new, someone I don't recognize
Flee
Flee now she says, as she starts to run away from me
I open my mouth to call out to her, but nothing comes out
I try to beg and my stomach turns
I cannot breathe
and I cannot catch her
She runs for her life, faster than winter winds
Because she wants to live
When she is gone you come
Hair as smooth as silk
Eyes as blue as the ocean
In a cloud of smoke, a ghoul by your side
I want so badly to see you walk away
You never do, even when you are nothing more than a shadow or a whisper
I want to be the mountain but instead I am the water
I fold around my obstacles, I do not make them fold
And you are the mountain, the one I cannot climb
You do not walk away
You stay, laughing at me in your silence
You stay
And I fold, knowing that the dealer always wins
I wake
And the black cat lays in my bed, guarding me from you
So I can fall into the dark and dream another dream
Tonight you are not a whisper or a shadow
You are the light casting the shadows
You are a siren's call, piercing my ears until they bleed
And I cannot wake
With no way back to safety, I run towards the danger
My toes hang off the edge, the ocean beneath them
It calls to me, a gentle song of peace
Too eagerly I follow to where I ought not go
And I cannot breathe
I choke on the things I want to say, my own venom burns and curdles my blood
There are no words to describe how much I hate you and yet
I love you, and how? You, the monster of my nightmares?
How can I want so badly to drown as long as you are there?
And I know you will be there, because you stay
The water has washed my hate away, all that is left is pain
Can you hear me? From the depths?
I understand
I am tired of the darkness
Do I need to scream it? Or whisper in your ear?
Do you want me to beg?
Rip my flesh apart and leave the void in my soul alone
If my blood would make you happy,
I would hold my wrists out for you to slash
Or my neck for you to bite
I want to love you, and for you to love me back
I fall to the bottom
Only the smallest amount of light up above me
A star I wish on, for a little hand to pull me out
And that's when you come
You pull me to the shore where the black cat waits, licking its lips
I know it is spite that has made you do such a thing
But maybe there is no spite without love
Maybe you too, want to love me, and for me to love you back
Mountains without rivers are desolate
And water without land is a graveyard
So tell me you can hear me
Wake me from this nightmare
Wake me before I sleep forever
And love me back
About the Creator
Penelope Jane
come to the dark side with me
Substack: https://substack.com/@penelopejane808



Comments (14)
Brilliantly written. I loved reading it ✍️🏆♦️
This is incredibly well done. The reader gets a real sense of the dreamlike setting. This is a very well-deserved Top Story!
"you stay, and I fold" - so many favourite lines, but this one punches hardest for me 👏
Eyes as blue as the ocean oh love the cat badly
this was so well done. Congrats on your top story
Very powerful words! Well done!
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Nice job, very well written!
i am so impressed; that my mountain dew almost exploded, onto my screen of life. My favorite line of yours is such ; " So I follow my heart to where we ought not go."
Congratulations, so glad this received a top story
Beautifully done!
And water without land is a graveyard Now that is perfect. This is beautifully done
Mountains without rivers are desolate And water without land is a graveyard These two lines were so deep! Loved your poem!
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