Sinister by Jen Persichetti


She said you’ll end up living a life like mine
It’s not in the cards for you to be happy…

Dark as a December morn
Frozen heart and sinister thoughts
She stares at you in a way that numbs you for days

She cripples you with her words
You believe the lies and surrender to her requests

She got to you –

Here lie the remains of dignity and grace
Cryptic soul, warped mind and slaughtered pride
The emaciated shell of what once was

Never to be seen again –
The sea of black departed and the final words were declared
A single white rose dropped at her feet

She always said I’d end up living a life like hers….

Copyright 2018 Jen Persichetti