Genetic PoltergeistA Poem by Jessica Elaine Stevens [Faiteach]I hear the echoes of their screaming in my ears at night.
these days i find that at their end
i am a reluctant sleeper on a mattress now half the size- i inter my broken spirit rest my heavy head on stoney pillows, wounded by years of restless turning my spine aches, deprived of all it's suppleness and my mind begins its yearning reflecting on these repining springs- the bed that i must sleep in a mass grave of wounded ex-lovers bullied ex-friends and failed family ties as a child i grew up in a house of spirits always moaning and transparent their fleshless, drifting souls ice cold to the touch i suffered numbness in all my crevices their wailings in my ears made a fearful wretch of me until i learned to light fires and watch my loved ones burn just to stay warm protected by the heat of my rage i set out to burn the world to ash only, the windfalls of all my failures have surely put me out now, i must make my way through this blinding smoke and pray that when these blackened bodies resurrect they will be more forgiving perhaps welcome me underground to join them in dreamless slumber but i fear that restless undeath is my inheritance so i must learn to float and pitch my voice in hopeless mourning or find my feet and stand-
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StatsAuthorJessica Elaine Stevens [Faiteach]Worcester, MAAboutI was someone else before. I can't remember who. more..Writing
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