morbid poems

the creeper

The light splinters dusted across my palm

made me wince

Why couldn't the pain go away

I had fallen or jumped

Which ever way you'd like to think about it

out of my window hitting the tree

I was running again

I had heard his stumbling footsteps

going towards my room

I couldn't take it

I was scared so sue me

I'm fourteen I'm aloud to be afraid

Of a man with a liking of little girls

He wasn't my father

He was the creeper

Or that's what I call him

Mom got with him a month ago

Why I don't know

But whenever she leaves for work

he climbs those stairs stumbling

drunk and enters my room

I curl up in the alley I'm in

Hoping to escape

Hoping this time

he won't find me

But as silence settles

I can hear it

Those slow stumbling steps

As he drags his feet across the asphalt

I rock slowly I'm trapped

In this dank alley

What second ago ahd been a safe haven

Is now my own tomb

He reaches me and I crawl backward realizing to late

I was against the wall

His arm swipe the air

The sharp pain across my cheek

Speaks volumes to the night air

As he comes closer still

His breath brushes across my face

"hi girly" he slurs "why did you run off"

he grabs my hair and pushes me against the wall

"you know I don't like it when you run"

I waited for the hero to come

Like in the stories when the girls in trouble

I waited as he stripped me

But no one came

I didn't scream I knew what that would bring

I had given up on screaming long ago

I waited till he was done

I stared blankly up at the night sky waiting for the escape

Waiting for the numbness to consume me

As he dragged his nails along my body

And later the knife he so often carries

Piercing my skin

And cried silent tears

As the night swiftly drifted away

To numbed darkness

The pain stopped in that moment

Right as my heart did

The pain stopped

And I was free

Free like I always wished to be

Away from all

Away form fright

Never dreading those horrid nights

So I floated along to the darkness

Hoping it was better than what life held before

waiting to see what this painless sleep held for me...