Pay back

Pay back

By AJ O’Brien.

I awake within a box

beneath sacred soil,

my heart hits a beat

blue tunnels fill with blood,

begin to flow and boil.

I claw my way out

and happily arise

within a graveyard dark,

surrounded by the dead

and long forgotten goodbyes.

I hunger for your pain

as I look upon my empty grave,

wish me well lover

for it’s your sweetheart

my hands do crave.

I dance toward your fear

beneath a fractured moon,

lock your doors and windows

my evil little angel.

For I shall be there soon.

Author: incarceratedshadows

Hi there. My name is Alan and I live in London, England. I enjoy writing Dark poetry and Flash fiction. Please do come and visit. You're more than welcome.

24 thoughts on “Pay back”

  1. It’s good to read your deliciously dark poetry, Alan. Your words strike out like a cold hand circling my throat in the dark. I love the entire poem, but especially, the ending…has me smiling a wicked, gleeful smile. He’s coming….

    “I dance toward your fear
    beneath a fractured moon,
    lock your doors and windows
    my evil little angel.
    For I shall be there soon.”
    🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

    Liked by 2 people

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