Fierce screams and slamming doors
swept across the dewy moors,
lingering through musky corridors.
A woman’s lost forever more.
Truculent bolts arced down
onto the damn impious town
where the secret haunted ’round
the house on hollow ground.
Cries echoed ‘cross the dusky lake
reminding him of his mistake.
Her restless soul begins to wake
from the depths of a hidden cape.
Malicious moon crept the horizon.
Blood flowed down; the river’s risin’.
Her heart thumps; her soul cast asunder
Mother Earth’s bitter poison thundered.
Once again he heard her cries.
Lurking ’round the weeping byes.
Stunned ‘n’ chilled by morbid eyes.
Murderous lover’s demise.
Invidious, skeptic lover sleeps
while the vengeful shadow creeps.
At his bedside, vengeance weeps
Wielding the rusted dagger―deep.
“Suffer this thrust, you unbeliever.
Die by the hands of a creeper.
Fear the judgment of your Reaper.
Regretting now you didn’t keep her.
Depart to the depths below the cape
where your guilt lies in wait.
Greeted by unwelcomed fate.
Aquatic prison; where you’ll stay.
Howling screams; the shadows wake.
Seek forgiveness in creatures of sin.
Recognize your evil within.
Burn in hell with your fellow-men.
Never be heard from again.”
Daggered lungs deflate his chest
as death lays his soul to rest.
Branding insignia into his breast.
Convicting him in his digress.
‘’Good and evil remains in all.
Tis up to you, which way you’ll fall.
Get on your knees; beg and crawl.
You son of a bitch…
hear the Siren call.’’
Copyright © 2013 Adrianna Joleigh
Published by The Darkertimes Publisher