The night was dark
As she walked on and on
The scream pierced her ears
...
The lane was dark
As she hiked through the night
She stopped when she saw the blood
...
The cauldron bubbles
the liquid glints in the firelight
I sit on the hearth
looking up at the dark night sky
...
Brown is my race, Kay my pen-name. Writing is my passion, sleeping another. Leave a comment on my poems, I don't honestly care.)
Murdered Love
I had no choice
I picked it up
And plunged in the knife
Her heart bled out as she stared at me
With a gaze so broken
And a trust so betrayed
That it broke my heart to watch
As I turned away
She screamed as she fell
& breathed her last in the dirt
Upon which she lay
When I turned towards her
Her white dress was red
And her eyes stared up at the sky
I took out the knife
& wiped it as I walked away
Away from the one who had been mine alone
Away from the one who had loved me alone