Stigmata

I haunt the roads alone

Lost in my own emptiness,

My spirit, red and injured,

 

I can feel your cold presence

Your poltergeist is haunting,

 

 

 You became my saviour,

I became your flask 

 

You scorched

My soul with your stigmata

 

I watched

Your deceiving words

And hypnotic images

Fornicate

 

It's strange how that worked,

 

Now the empty roads haunt me

In my dead dreams,

 

God, why did I let her in,

Now I can't get you out,

 

 Must you

Continue to resurrect

Inside of me?

 

I wish I could cleanse my soul

From your stigma

 

You possess me

Therefore you're unclean,

 

You walked away

 

Leaving your image

Planted in my device.....

 

You walked away,

 

Now I count the days

That have gone by

Carving each one

Deep in my neck

 

I pray

For the day

When

My exorcist

 Releases you

Along with my demons

 

Until then,

I wander the west,

 My emptiness,

 Haunts the east

Lost and alone

 

I'm the ghost

With the human form....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[redflutterby]

Damn...this is like a blow to the chest. Knocks the air and all consciousness from the body. Seething in its precise message... you dont hold back one little bit. Wouldnt want to be on the recieving end of this but when youve given yourself to someone and you feel betrayed this is what's left. Hard and amazing write...

[Rob Santana]

Your words describe exactly how I feel, betrayed. Thanks for the read Andrea ...

[redflutterby]

Youre welcome Rob...;-)

[Ars Goetia Poetry]

Damn, Creeper...speechless bro. You have such a way with words, the imagery used here is second to none. 10/10 Mr Dunne

[Rob Santana]

Thank you bro. Truly appreciate it.

[Ars Goetia Poetry]

Np, Rob. You're one of my favourite poets on WC, keep up the gd work mate.

[KeeD]

My soul,Scorched with your stigmata - like an imprint left a reminder of evil herself.
I wander the west,
My emptiness,
Haunts the east, this is brilliant..
powerful, captive and intense .. mad write brother, love it.

[Rob Santana]

Thank you brother. This one is personal to me. One of my favourites. The person who it's about knows exactly what I'm talking about...

[KeeD]

Without getting too personal, I really wonder who it could be who would cross my family. People who disrespect you creeper should feel guilty about breathing.

[Rob Santana]

Well you know the old saying, "what comes around, goes around" I'm a firm believer in that..

[Tena Luvs]

Wow hauntingly beautifully written, you would never think to associate love and poltgergeist together. But when you think of it love captures your soul and keeps you a captive until you are able to release it. I enjoyed it. A fine write

[Rob Santana]

Thank you Rotena. Glad you enjoyed it. It's about the one that left me, she went ghost on me. Yet she continues to haunt my mind. She's starting to fade away .....

[Tena Luvs]

Your welcome.
Within time she will, and someone will come into your life and make you smile and see light again.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is so great. It has a very powerful, angry, dramatic feel. Your darkness is pulling me in. As queen of the errantapostrophe, I am forced to ask, is demon's intentionally possessive? It could be, but it might not be, and it definitely affects the meaning, so that is why I am asking.

[Rob Santana]

You caught that. Well just with the apostrophe it would make it possessive, I thought it gave it a little something more. But then again, shouldn't the apostrophe be at the end of the S? I think so I not really good with puncuations. Maybe I should just take it out all together. What do you think KL.

[Lyn Anderson]

One demon possessive leave it in more demons possessive put it at the end, as I think that is what you are getting at. :)

[Rob Santana]

I'll do that. Thanks.

[Lyn Anderson]

You are very welcome. Since it is my weird little OCD quirk, feel free to pass any questions re: punctuation and apostrophes by me before putting up. I really don't mind, and I love it when people see mine. Everybody needs a little constructive criticism.

[Rob Santana]

Thank you. I actually count on other writers to tell me when I need corrections or anything else on my work. I invite constructive criticism. Thanks again KL.

[Frieda P]

Chills up my spine, there's no gooey goodness in this one Rob. I think this is one of your best works thus far. Kudos my friend!

[Rob Santana]

I don't know what's going on but it seems my writing has taken a different direction for now. I'm just gonna go with it. Some bizarre stuff is in my head right now. Thanks for reading Frieda.

[Frieda P]

NOW? ha...wherever it's going, it's working, my pleasure.

[Rob Santana]

Dear brother,

So recognizable,

Sometimes love is a stigmata, a curse, an evil,
Something that is supposed to be colorful and loving to dance in dark circles
Possessed by greed, no freedom, dark dragons, demons ...
So nicely described here sweetie.

I'm glad I've read it and wish you the best,
Or, if it is in person or on the main character in your beautiful poetry.

Love, your sister.
Very well written... xx
Besitos.

[Rob Santana]

You hit the nail right on the head hermana!!! Gracias....

De nada tesoro... espero que todo esta bien.... amor desde aqui.... hablamos pronto ok? :)