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Feb 2013
My heart beats in my ear drums
My blood boils in my head
The blinding white and silence
and the soft folds of my bed
Then the world comes to hit me
It all starts with a bang
The searing red of his blood
and the pain that comes in pangs

I leap up from my white grave
Escaping by inch the knife
Crash through the window panes
and inhale the breath of life
But the horror is not over
And racing down the empty streets
I feel my body breaking
as my eyes do slowly bleed

I set the roads on fire
Indiscriminate in my aim
Searing the terrors in black
and burning in my shame
Still their blows are relentless
Gashes and slits on me
And while I shriek in terror
no one will hear my plea

––––––––or someone––––––––

Pulled to by my screaming
Always shielding in my way
His roars the town would wake
the fights just child's play
Bare-****** he slew my pursuers
Down the throats of every one
And before I could catch my breath
all the deeds were done

I panted and watched embarrassed
As he turned to look at me
Dressed in my undergown
with my hair wet and free
Yet despite the bloodied state
And my sorry battered mess
He tread calmly over
to carefully straight my dress

While the rest of the world used me
While its people hated me
While I took harried breaths
and was drowned in the sea
Somehow he always knew
And at the stretch of a hand
He would pull me ashore
and breathe life into me again.
© Helios Rietberg, February 2013
Helios Rietberg
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