Silent Hill: Dismember The Days
Poem 10: Maria, The Twin With A Cradle
My annexation was vacated by monsters.
I learned to sweep under my bed.
My amendable lies were retold in a book.
I learned to keep secrets in my head.
And my ally was my own reflection.
I learned to sleep when I think I'm dead.
It will make me safe…
But I found this twinge in the fog.
His words were meaningless to me.
In the end I tagged along.
His face cherished mine secretly.
It is like hers…
In a musk of shortcomings,
I was this queen.
He could not down my wrongs,
Or accuse this body of calamities.
Lethal highs, I held my arms, too,
In these cries he wanted to say…
"I love you."
I burned the sovereign with a loving ladle.
He took a gun to my lure.
I was a cure!
I was… Maria, the twin with a cradle.
END: POEM TEN
This one, I feel, is by far my best.
Also, quick reminder here…
I have eleven more poems of my own to be posted.
(That makes it poem number 21)
Poems 22 and up are requested.
This fiction may never end.
If more SH come out, then I'll create more for that.
Anyway, the requested ones will be noted.
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