It was ominous and I still ignored it. A captivating monster that lured me in. The bear trap kept me contained for way too long. I begged you to regurgitate me so I can live in peace. You were as hollow and vacant as a makeshift haven. Fickle and bipolar like the crescendo waves of eternal blue. Our intensity grew worse as we became more villainous. Your hostility was as infinite as the tide that cascaded in. Your presence was punishment that became my burden. Your absence is the reward that kept on giving. I authorized your removal but you were slow to vacate. I'm still drowning in precious salt water as I scream. No tourniquet will plug this visceral wound. You wanted me to perish but it wasn't meant to be. I fear I will never escape you. There will be invisible abrasions that continue to plunder me. There will be transparent bruises that you will never own. This laborious torture does have a timer. It will expire once you evaporate. This misery has evolved into ambition. You took my oxygen as your own but doubted my ability to surface. I sought peace over proving myself to you. I now claim victory over this endless, bitter sea. This was never going to be the death of me
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Anna Torres
I’m a 39-year old mother and student. I love reading, metal music, and writing. I have begun writing again since 2021
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Gargoyle Scream
You're haunted by the spectre that is my voice. You switched masks but I could still find you. You hid away your true mannerisms but your ugliness still shines in the dark. I only hold the dagger and key to your venomous heart. You never knew a ghost was on your trail, left behind to forever hunt you. Your time was always going to be short. You didn't know revenge is what motivates me. It's no wonder you can't look over your shoulder. That smell of sulfur, that's me. That tickle in your spine, that is I. The sudden chill of cold you feel when you're alone? You're never alone with me on the chase. The wind could escape you but I cannot. The whispers in the evening glow, the rising yawns in the morning dew. I am everywhere you don't think I am. I am everything you abandoned for greener pastures. I am the past that cannot stay at rest. The forgotten do not allow ignorance to flourish. You cannot say you did your best. The truth is the only thing that connects us and I am the shadow that continues to pursue you. Vengeance is not the ultimate goal. I want to hold you in my arms one last time while I shatter your bones with my gargoyle scream. I will be the last voice you ever hear. I am searching for you, my dear. I am the midnight stalker that desires you so. Wherever you go, I will follow like smoke from your wounded ashes. I envy the years of antiquity because they are allowed to finally sleep. I am the parts of history that have no desire to ever let go. This is punishment for all you got away with. I am the demon spawn that craves your putrid flesh. I am the apparition that cannot forgive. The spirit wraith that cannot dismiss you. I am the infinite phantom that will not let you slip by. I retain the memories that you refuse to acknowledge. I have hope that your capture is approaching. Your imminent seizure is on its way. The hunt will be over soon. I will finally be able to rest with you in my clutches. I will apprehend you, my dear. You will become my prisoner just as I have become yours. The past is not done with you. It has regrets will knowing you all too well. This is judgement coming to rectify. This is the reckoning aiming for your head. I am the ghost that wishes for you. I am the spectre that has finally caught up to you. We are possessed in this cursed hunt but will be reunited. We are trapped in the eons together and forever will be. This is fate searching for you and reclaiming you. Oh, I can't wait to see your face.
By Anna Torres3 months ago in Poets
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