Afraid I Am Still Poem by Alianna McThead

Oh my extrasensory...
Have you been the one to ease the pain?
During a difficult state in life...
How could you see right through me?
Were you the sun rays?
Or the white creamy clouds?
Was it me that was too obvious?
Thou understand like no other, am I that transparent?
Oh my telepathic …
My apology, indicates my blindness
Did you exist too?
My heart beats, my tears roll down, my cries silent
As a beast come to sedate the prey
More destructive, not easy to erase
The pain creeps to the core of my heart
Still unearthing
A raging evil holds a speck
A speck so frail, it cracked
Leaked a blood so sweet, so rare
One drop, filled thy mouth
It morphed into a black rose
A rose so dark, it pierced my eyes
Poisonous yet glorious
Appearing red, amongst the others
That was my ensnare
No one had the power to save me
I died, catching the poison in the beautiful rose
Swimming in my bloodstream
Diabolically smiling, the venom spread
To reach the fragile heart, the weak soul
There, I died again
Truth once said 'Never was there a person who died a second death'
Have I confused the believers?
Darkness, suddenly emerged
Held her hand out and prayed for an answering gesture
Light, I recognized. I was the darkness
There are no goblins, monsters and dwarfs
No snakes twisted on my legs and fangs pricked
It was a fabrication
My own imagination
But pain was there
A witness, an illicit
By any other creature apart from me
Oh my clairvoyant …
Afraid I am still.