Blood-Red Revenge
Looking in the mirror
all I see is his face...
his hair, now crimson
lies limp against his cheek.
I could fool myself and say he's asleep,
but I know what I've done.
As I watch, his eyes search wildly
like a light, cutting through the fog...
they find me, and cry.
silently the light dims,
the energy escapes him,
and I feel wrongly enthroned
with the power of life
- mine -
yet somehow, no longer his.
Muscles relax.
His eyes can no longer cry.
Guilt...
I have no remorse,
yet filled with resentment.
Both of us are dying; now dead in different ways...
I don't understand!
Why am I allowed to live?!?!
Looking back at the mirror
now all I see is the truth...
it is all wrong!
Yet I know I deserved what I gave to him, instead.
Now her face, her soft hair,
everywhere, a deep magenta,
burgundy stains,
her purpled lips upon his chest...
the moment frozen forever.
They lie together
- together forever -
immortalized together and it's my fault
their wish came true...
I remember his eyes searching for an answer,
Why? he asks without his lips needing to move.
I gave him what he wanted!
I did not get what I deserved...
and now he is hidden, his soul gone from me.
Guilt...
I have no remorse
I am running away from the red lies
and you just lie there!
I don't have your life, even though I took it!
Looking again in the mirror,
I run faster away from the mess,
the scene,
but I get closer.
I find him no longer there...
No!
I throw down my heavy load upon him,
heaving cries against the ground,
with laughter that pierces my heart,
with my cold intentions...
Have I even left an indention?
Ohgodno!!
Lies and more lies...
I can't be rescued from myself!
You must set me free!!
My body is still,
at ease my heart.
Soon,
his face surrounded by angels...
How I long to join him!
Homely me...
rightfully I'm torn apart,
scratching at your skin
as I'm pulled away,
farther away.
Fire and red flames are not needed
for me to be in hell,
for you are gone.
Burned black,
my ashes drift across the nothingness,
far away from you.
I've eternally detached myself from you.
Hell and life are one,
are mine.
I pushed your heaven out of reach
in the instant
I pulled the trigger, twice.
Mirrors in my mind...
I throw them down,
Broken...
your reflection bleeds.
I can taste it in the moment
before I died;
I pulled the trigger,
third time, a charm...
I taste blood, I see nothing, worried...
the last of my acts in this
Blood red revenge.
(c) Gwendolyn R Sowa, 1994/2009
rating: 3
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