Haunted

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­­Haunted

 

In bed, I lie awake

Staring at the ceiling

Wondering about my mistake

And still kept on believing.

 

I tried to close my eyes

And sleep with the wind that hums

But all I see are lies

And the knife that soon comes.

 

I held it against my hand

Believing I did it on purpose

Pulled my hair with a band

And left the door unclose.

 

I open my eyes and sighed

Knowing it was all but a stupid lie

I know that I almost died

But kept on tormenting those alibi.

 

I was dragged back into the present

And was leaving the footsteps of the past

Sooner I will be caught by the department

And I know this time wouldn’t last.

 

My hands are smeared with blood

Not mine but the man that I killed

I washed it and now it felt odd

Soon, I know, I will be billed.

 

Surprised, I hear the sound of the siren

Rounding on the corner of the street,

I know now, to my family, I’m a burden

So now I do not know how to compete.

 

The memories always kept me haunted

Flashing unsettled crimes of the past,

Looking back on where it all started

Is like a nightmare that will never last.

 

Now I stand alone in this crowded room

With people haunted by the experience of their lives,

Every shadow I see, always loom

And with the blink of an eye I see them thrive.

Author's Note

please tell me some incorrect grammars and spellings. I love reviews and i also love sending them back to you! so there :) I hope you like it.

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Scary, the feelings are death, despair and paranoia are strong throughout this piece. Nice work.

[LeaflessTree]

Nice picture in the beginning...... It really relates to the ghost thing. Nice poem ;)

[Richard Williams]

Eerie evocative and interesting with good imagery.

[brenda]

this is really great i like this sort of reminded me of a scary movie also reminded me when you can forget ceratin things that happened in life great ! keep writing!

[Lily Mae]

I love the mystery, the intensity, and the darkness expressed.. You penned this very well.. I love it..xx

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good story of fear and haunting. I like the easy and slow pace to a very good ending.
"My hands are smeared with blood
Not mine but the man that I killed
I washed it and now it felt odd
Soon, I know, I will be billed."
Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[D. Gabrielle Jensen]

I did notice you switch back and forth between present and past tense in your verbs occasionally - In bed, I lie awake/Staring at the ceiling/Wondering about my mistake/And still kept on believing. - lie, staring and wondering all in the present tense and then kept in the past. But overall I liked it. I also wonder if the man the narrator killed was someone else or if this is post-suicide.

[Sunflower 20]

i really enjoyed the description, it created a movie of images in my head. very nice :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

for some reason I can't help but wonder who the poet killed someone or himself................excellent write

[☯]

A very deep and thoughtful poem! I can claeryly see the images you wrote down in my mind and the descriptive words you used are amazing. The flow was also very nice and the sadness also carries on with you while you read this. An amazing write, keep it up :)