So Young...

A really dark poem i wrote while it was raining. This started with only the sound of wind howling and evolved when i thought "wow, this is really loud, someone could go outside and scream and i wouldn't hear a thing"

Stormy night
Wind howls
Rain falls
Dark forest
Dodge trees
Run
Run
Faster
Faster
Faster!
Dead end
Nowhere to run
Panic
Think
Think!
THINK!
Footsteps
Oh, no
Too late
He is here
Pray
Scream
So young…

Turn around
It is him
Standing there
Knife in hand
Painful memories
Hateful abuse
Again
And again
So young…

Hatred boils
Fight back
No good
Too weak
Struck down
Love failed
Fate begun
Dear God…
Cries out
Unheard
No…
Not me…
Not now…
Why?
No answer
Arm rises
Arm falls
Knife plunges
Life ends
So young…

Blood
Red and blooming
So much blood
Everywhere
Everywhere
So young…

What was that?
Listen
Silence
Screaming?
Listen
No
The wind?
Must be
So young…

Cruel glare
Proud sneer
Sees river
Drag body
Splash
Knife falls
Evidence gone
So young…

Where is she?
The forest
Doing what?
Hiking
Time goes by
Nothing
Worried parents
Call friends
Nothing
So young…

Plunging down
Deeper
Deeper
Fast current
Body carried
Away
Far away
So young…

Months later
Miles away
Washes ashore
Lone hiker
Calls to her
Nothing
Nine
One
One
Dead body
Where?
By the river
Wait there
So young…

Police come
Carted away
Cause of death?
Stabbing
Massive blood loss
Bruises
Cuts
So young…

Hello?
Identify body
No…
Tears
Positive identification
Mother’s tears
Father’s tears
Friends’ grief
Boyfriend is missing
Hatred boils
Grief consumes
So young…

Never said goodbye
Never said how much I cared
Never again seen
Never again heard
Never again
Ever
She’s gone
Forever
Always
Gone
Gone
So young…

Reviews

[Adela Muresan]

I like the very original way in witch you chose to present the story, it keeps the reader hooked.

Thank you for entering your work in the 'Storm' contest.

A.M.

[Pale Rose]

Such a simple poem, but very deep. I love poems that tell a story, and this is such a sad one. This flows easily and is easy to understand; that is its charm. Awesome work!

[Jessica M.]

dark, deep, and depressing
i like.
the thought of what goes on when no one can here or see is paralyzing.
nice write.