The Ghost of the Dahlia

The Ghost of the Dahlia

A Poem by Nathan1289

A killer who craves the spotlight, finds that guilt is attention he can't cope with.

I am the victim, and the afterlife celebrity 
You took my life, and created a new one 
I cannot live it, and the choices aren’t mine 
They call me “The Dahlia”, a loss in her prime. 

The cameras they flash, as you enter the court 
You’re a living nightmare, infamous by name 
That’s what you wanted, the attention and fear 
My spirit sits by the jury, whilst shedding a tear. 

I have no power, just a longing for justice 
My soul is trapped, until guilty you’re found 
You’ve forgotten about me, collateral damage in your plan 
Yet the whisper of “The Dahlia” and shivers they ran. 

For you have a disease, you didn’t plan on receiving 
The illness of guilt, it was aging you fast
The night before the verdict and the cameras were flashing 
You took your life early, and my shackles went crashing……. 

© 2012 Nathan1289

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Loved the last stanza so much, so much imagery and deth,
Love the rhyme scheme and flow. You are very talented.
I enjoy your writes.

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Added on February 27, 2012
Last Updated on February 27, 2012
Tags: murder, horror, death, slasher, killer, dark, fantasy, ghost, victim, new, court, thriller, story, poem, life, guilt, suicide



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