Recounting thoughts I often had. This is also posted on gaiaonline. |
Scarlet and Ivory (April 24, 2010) The winding hour of midnight Is the dawning of a new nightmare. Loneliness running rampant As a pandemic across the world, Coursing through my veins. I look in the mirror And she stares back at me. Her eyes a blend of jewels, Sapphire and emerald. Her deep auburn hair, forced Into its usual position. Tears run down her cheeks, Those lightly colored cheeks… We both know it is time For scarlet and ivory. Moving through the halls With a delicate stride. Tonight will be the end Of the girl who looked at me When I stared into the mirror. Down the stairs, and each step Creaks like an elder’s bones. Through the dining room And into the kitchen. X marks the spot, And I pull open the chest. And there, neatly before me, The stainless steels reside. I know it is time For scarlet and ivory. I take the largest Of my cold, steely friends, And bring him to my flesh. He makes his mark upon me, Painting the color red. It is dark, it is deep. The loneliness pours out And spills onto the floor. And my other arm feels My steel friend’s bite. The deed is done. The seconds pass so fast I can hardly tell the time. Slowly I am becoming Scarlet and ivory. Weakness gets the best Of me, and I slide to my knees. My vision is growing dark, And I wonder how the girl In the mirror appears now. The fear begins to come As my deeds start to sink in. But the maddening sorrow Quickly numbs me. No more fear. My eyes close. The pain goes. And now I am Remembered as Scarlet and ivory. |