dark side thursday

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dark side thursday

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I m a g i n e…
Waking up after going to bed, to find you naked, bound, and in the fetal position in a wet corner of a dark and unfamiliar place.
Having no memory as to how it came to be, or how long you’ve been in captivity. The first thing to do, is not panic. You want to scream, however intuition warns me against doing so. There are two recognizable sounds, the echo from water dripping on the concrete floor, and the other is coming from vocal cords. The whimpers that follow the seeps of tears.
There doesn’t seem to be anyone else here, when suddenly out of the darkness there’s a flicker of light. Something eerie and unhuman is peering at you. It has three tiny slits for eyes. One yellow, the second blue, and the third positioned where the nose is located on a human, that’s red.  It quickly slithers along the wall. The stench is putrid. She vomits, until there’s nothing left to extricate, leaving her with dry-heave. In doing so she lost control of her bowels. Tears are streaming down her cheeks; she can’t focus. This must be a terrible nightmare.
A spine-chilling touch on her wrist made her flinch. It quickly cleared her vision. Whatever It is that has her captive, has unbound her wrist. Her arms are dangling at her sides. She has no shame naked, and sprawled in her feces.
The flicker is gone, but It is still clung to the wall. She is dehydrated. She begs her captor for water. It leaps clinging to the ceiling, ejecting sleet from the blue eye.

She sits upward, holds her head back and opens her mouth to catch the sleet.

At this time she gets a good look at It. There is nothing to Its appearance other than the eyes. It is transparent.

She begins to have an uncontrollable laughter, and start trembling.

It makes it hail from the yellow eye, and watches her for three nights.

She laughs having gone mad, until she is frozen to death.

The red eye begins to emit heat.

She begins to thaw, and BOOM! There is no trace of her in human form.

Both of them are slithering up and down the wall, looking for you with their

Six eyes!

11:27 AM

Vera Robinson © 2016

 

Better Than A Nap

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When I laid down to take a

…Nap…

My spirit spoke to me

…Just…

 Be patient and soon

 …You’ll…

 See a greater analogy

…From…

Darkness to light

…In…

Life to Death

…Vision…

Has been given to you

…I…

Heard this clearly

,,,You see…

It came from deep

…Within…

My soul. This message was

…Given…

To me. I want to share this

…Blessing…

With you, my soul is

…Receptive…

6:19 PM

Vera Robinson © 2015

 

Missing Him On Ground

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…Just…

Before he left he took

…One…

Long breath and I never saw

…His…

Beautiful face again

…Except…

In my memorable dreams

…The…

Longing is an overwhelming

…Sense…

Of loneliness for a twinkle

…Not…

To glimmer on earth

…Hence…

I look to the sky, the beauty

…Has…

Passed from being on ground

…There…

Are souls dancing in the

…Clouds…

3:47 PM

Vera Robinson © 2014

Waiting

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She sat alone in the dark, waiting by the window to hear the sound of the old pick-up truck. She could hear the loud muffler chug as it pulled up the narrow driveway. She could smell the thick black smoke polluting the air.

The scent was welcoming. She raised herself from the broken chair that creaked like her bones. Her eyes were burning from the fumes, while tears ran down her cheeks. It was the moment she had been waiting for; she was ready. Her driver had finally arrived to take her home.

7:15 PM

Vera Robinson © 2014

Me And The Doves

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Your everlasting light guides me through the

Path…

Of a long life of fears, the heat radiates in the

Night…

Warms me throughout the frigid dampness

During…

The bleakness of darkness. I bend my head to hear the

Whispers…

Of your words on this quiet night. They are unintelligible

To..

Me, nevertheless your eyes tell me, not to

Worry…

I feel a heightened sense of awareness

An…

Out of body experience. As I silently walk

Behind…

My spiritual angel. I hear the whirring sound

From…

The wings of the doves. It’s been a good

Life…

I’ve lived, loved, been hurt, and found

The…

Supreme being of my soul

Ahhh…

I hear the doves. I know I am

Finally…

Going home, and so will the

Doves…

I can rest in peace

3:49 AM

Vera Robinson © 2o14

 

 

The Final Cut

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Don’t slit her anymore

It’s…

No use she no longer

Bleeds…

She is dead within

A…

Withered shell that

Thought…

She could always

Score…

A used up whore

That…

Lives next door

Never…

Could escape the

Rut…

Now she pleads for

One…

Last

Cut…

4:42 PM

Vera Jackson © 2014

Tears Of Fury

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With singed eyelashes

Fire…

Scorches her cheeks

Once…

She begins to

Cry…

A burning boils in her

Soul…

A flashback from a

Grueling…

Time she fought so

Forget…

She can’t remember

If…

She spoke about the

Darkness…

And the evil acts

As…

She pretended her life…

Was…

Good and she was

Happy…

Alone with her

Misery…

With fire in her

Veins…

Human combustion brings

Peace…

It frees the internal

Beast…

5:27 PM

Vera Jackson © 2014

The Journey Home

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The forest is dense with the overgrown bush, off the beaten path. I lost all sense of time during this walk, and sense of direction. I’m lost in my thoughts, since my memories are blowing in the wind.

I have no recognition when the day gave way to darkness. The clouds are menacing and casting a thick blanket of shadows in the woods. The tree branches are waiting to attack me, with outstretched limbs.

A calming misty fog dampens my hair, and sweats runs in my eyes. It’s uncanny; yet peaceful.

My ankles are cold. I bend down to pull up my socks, only to see I am barefooted. The moonlight cast a pool of thick, dark blood on both of my feet.

I look behind me. There are tracks of blood that have been following me. I think I’ve bled out.

I’m dizzy seeing red. I’m going home.

Good night world!

10:21 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

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Fly High You’re Pain-free

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My neighbor was flown to heaven by an

Angel…

I’m sad that I didn’t get the chance to say

Good-bye…

I heard his little dog named Brandy

Cry…

She was always at her master’s

Side…

Strangers forced entry into his

Home…

How long has he been lying there?

In distress…

Before he…

Deceased?

Leaving…

Brandy crying all

Alone?

R.I.P. Mr. Darryl

You’re finally

Pain-free..

3:00 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

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