I Think She is Trying to Kill MeA Poem by Cheyenne
I think she is trying to kill me
Cold eyes watching me so closely Eyes of death darker than the deep sea Two small holes empty and ghostly I feel her breath on my tear stained face Her evil laughter fills my ears Arms opening wide for an embrace She knows my deepest fears I hear her speak soft and steady words She says it will soon be over I begin to see spotted black birds The grip on my throat gets tighter I cough and begin begging for air Something inside starts to scream A sound from me that's pure despair I see her breath starting to steam I break away from her clawed grasp I try to run but my feet freeze She grabs me with a tighter clasp As she swings her hand I feel the breeze High above her head is a raised knife My will to survive takes control I am not ready to lose my life I feel that in my soul My vision blurs as I raise my fist Glass shatters all around my feet I see blood pouring down my wrist Covering my body with heat A million pieces of her face stare Shards of mirror littered around me A realization too much to bare I know I will never be free The knife begins to feel too heavy My fingers drop it in defeat Moving to catch tears of confetti I feel my sad heart slowly beat Her evil eyes are replaced with pain I knew her dead face all along Heart broken tears burst and pour like rain Darkness swallows me like a song Lovers and friends gather close to me Sad words like melodies surround Dirt and tears mixed together like tea They lower me into the ground © 2021 Cheyenne |
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Added on February 10, 2021 Last Updated on February 11, 2021 Author
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