Behind the basement door, under the cement.

Mama buried her babies, mama ripped them to shreds.

Crashing,

 crashing.

 

ungreatful.

 

Plates falling,

 glasses soaring.

 

ugly little thing, you.

 

Crash,

 crash

against the wall.

 

all that I've done!

 

The ground screams,

 the walls whistle,

and the floor hums her to sleep.

 

where are you going?

 

Crack,

 crack.

 

run, run my baby.

 

The stairs are turning,

 the ground is falling.

 

the monsters in the basement

 

The walls,

 they warn.

 

i didnt want to

 

Mama's coming.

 

the voice

 

Feet in the dirt.

 

only way to salvation, you know

 

Up to her knees.

 

like Dahmer

 

The hem of her dress.

 

like Gacy

 

Hips,

 shoulders.

 

ashes, ashes

my baby is ashes.

ashes in her lungs,

ashes in her eyes.

kill

kill

 

 

kill her.

Reviews

[shallimarRose]

"The ground screams,
the walls whistle,"
"The stairs are turning,
the ground is falling."
Great word usage here... Your writing is powerful. shallimarRose

[Lily Mae]

Just like the evening news... You really took a hard subject and penned it well..xx