This is a collaboration with Sana on Ted Bundy and Elizabeth Kloepfer. You may read more about Sana’s wonderful poetry via Instagram @Confessions_of_Sophia
Tiresome
is my around the clock
bloodshed fantasy
You give me relief
like I once was
a new babe
slept in peace
without a worry
in this monochromatic world
A viral contempt
simmers in the pit of my stomach
As I lay awake
and stare at the roof
empty eyes
died a few months ago
though your love resides still
In my chest as I take a pill
through lows and highs
till my pride denounced my cries
of endless love
of your name
Now I am amorphous
out of love
The heart is embers
I carry this emblem
on the vacant mausoleum
of corpse once called memories
Somthing is off
my solace, my love
You make me edgy
All of a sudden
You are out of my possession
You were once the crib
I returned to
after a blood thirsty hunt
my resting place for reprieve
Now
you are out of reach
You befriended the dandelion
and are madly in love with wine
It wasn’t you
It was obsession
that made me fall in love with
bloodthirsty vampire
Your good boy next door grace
yet you never left a trace
You gnawed, clawed at my soul
It was a total blackout
within and without
When you eerily kissed me
left blood from a killing spree
I was obssessed
I was maybe your next nominee
The back yard echoes your melodies
You were a prodigy
of your world
But I am left with nothing
falling in abyss
Flicker of Thoughts 