thundering clouds roll across the sky

then swells and begins to cry.

flash of light, growl of anger, a flaming tree.

everything begins to flee.

the deadly sheets of rain 

fall and cause the fire pain.

the flame starts to die 

as the rain waves goodbye 

the wind begins to blow

the clouds, and a fawn and doe

crawl out from their protection

to examine the sky with a new connection.

water falls from every branch,

birds come out and chant:

'the storm is gone 

so now we can sing our songs.

everyone can come and play

to celebrate a new day.'

the sun appears 

and drys away the clouds tears,

and colors sparkle everywhere. 

I run through school halls

down the stairs, careful not to fall.

Swinging in my hand

I hold a bloody pan.

Determined to reach home,

sadly, I know I'll be alone.

Surrounded by my teachers and class

Tears in my eyes I escape fast.

I sprint for the car,

hoping I'll make it that far.

The undead pursue.

Dear friend, I'm sorry I have to hurt you.

Screw in the key.

Familiar faces wail as I leave.

I hit the gas

and I make it home at last.

Supply the back of the van,

clothes, weapons, and food in cans,

bleach, gas and solar power,

I'm off in less than an hour.

Driving directly south,

passing hoards frothing at the mouth.

The heat will slow them down

but I don't plan to stick around.

If sun and bugs speed up rot

The more I save on shots

I often collect anything I can find

guns, knives, and fishing line.

Whizzing by the coast

flesh bubbles and roasts.

When pumping gas I’m on guard

Knowing dead don’t roam far

I park by an ocean dock

find a large boat, pick a couple locks,

bring my van aboard on top.

this'll bring the dead to a stop.

A mile of water from me to shore,

I'll anchor here til I need more.

I'm gonna avoid hell

and help anyone who’s still well.

So long, dead family and friends

but this isn't my or humanity's end.

The Jig is up Ya'll

Picture Perfect calamity

Trident heights of ambiguity

But in all this I am still minuscule

Smaller than some of you

Excuse my candor

And If you don't

I shrug

I throw my wading hook in

I digress

For in the beginning I was formed

Ands in the end I was born

Blyss

Break my heart and watch me rage

The beast within, I've kept her caged

Break my trust and fuel the fire

Never learn to love a liar

Break these bonds that we've made

Shattered love, let it fade

Break your skin to watch you bleed

Your pain sets my soul at ease

Break my chains and feed the beast

A graveyard call--this love's deceased.

Sister of five

Who was my mom, alive?

Grandpa owns some beehives

Cousin does professional high dive

Here's an easy one, i'm alive.

how could this have happened to me?

the things you hear about,

gossip about

whisper about.

you never imagine it being you.

why me?

i don't want to die. not now! 

im to young to die!

why me?

i have to get away.

no more pain, stop the pain!

please!

why me? 

tight ropes on my wrists.

gag in my mouth. 

i've seen so much blood, my blood! 

why me? 

oh god help me save me.

stop the torture, the pain,

so much pain!

why me?

what did i do deserve this?

how did i get to this point? 

i'm a good person!

why me?

it could've been anyone.

i have a future still 

i want to live!

why me?

i pray over and over to be saved.

if there is a god

save me. 

why me?

im broken now.

there is no hope 

there is no god.

so close to death

and in so much pain

i would end it myself.

Nothing feels quite as soft as your neck between my lusty fingers.

Digging into the muscle.

Crushing down on your larynx as you stare bewildered and breathless into the mud holes I have for eyes. 

You must feel so betrayed by them. 

Drowning in them like unprepossessing quicksand.

There is no comfort there, no reassurance. 

They only grow darker, into pitch-black voids as the excitement takes over.

Nothing feels quite as fragile as your cheeks beneath my lusty fingers. 

For a moment I seem tender. 

Your face like a Carolina peach. 

I could crush it, but sweet nectar wouldn't drip down to my fingertips. 

No, you would shatter like a bird, like fine china. 

I could rub all you are between my fingers, grinding you slowly into dust.

Nothing feels as enlivening as the thought of your crown colliding with the wall.

My lusty fingers wrapped through your locks, guiding the way. 

Paint chips falling to the floor, dust filling the air like confetti. 

Nothing feels as satisfying as your body crumpling to the floor.

My lusty fingers grasping at either side of my own neck. 

I watch you, a muddled sack of potatoes, feeling almost smug. 

I watch you, swiftly ceasing to exist, and nothing ever felt so triumphant.

My daughter keeps running, running, running.

Why is it she must flee?

I must protect my baby girl,

Why does she run from me?

Crying, screaming, begging,

"Leave me alone, Mama, please!"

Panting, resolved, trying to catch her,

Calling, "Sweetheart, come back to me!"

There is danger in the air.

There are whispers all around.

I must save my little angel,

I must shield her from this town.

Running, running, running,

Around dim corners, down strange roads.

I can hear her feet slap the pavement;

Her precious feet, her poor little toes!

"Darling, please stop running!"

The voices shout to stop her, now.

There's monsters lurking in the dark,

Waiting to hunt my baby down.

She doesn't see the puddle.

She skids, and slips, and falls.

Deep inside, my heart skips a beat.

I can save her after all!

Now she's crawling, crawling, crawling,

While her sobs draw curious stares.

I reach her, shield her from their eyes;

Now she'll know how much I care.

She struggles underneath my hand,

Her pretty eyes drowning in tears.

I smile gently down at her.

"Now you can forget about your fears."

A flash of metal, a child's scream,

A bang, and then it's done.

I cradle my baby, now calm and hushed,

And smile as strangers run.

Running, running, running, 

The voices retreat into my head.

I breathe a sigh. My daughter's safe.

I think, I didn't know angels wear red.

I've killed you a thousand times in my head. 

Dreamed your body as it bled,

Hushed your voice as it fled,

Bent your mind as it tread.

I've killed you a hundred times in my eyes.

Frozen your body in frigid ice,

Choked your voice amidst your lies,

Broke your mind in pure demise.

I've killed you ten times in my words,

Left your body eaten by birds,

Slit your voice, I can't afford,

Free your mind, you make me bored.

I've killed you once with my hands,

Devoured your body, understand?

Ripped your voice, so plain and bland,

And tortured your mind, broken, naked grand.