I am not some sunset walk on the beach.
I am a tidal wave come to sweep your quiet home off it's foundations and drag you through unknown seas.
I am not some carousel for you to ride with a gleeful smile.
I am a Trojan horse come to raze your heart and tie you to the torture stone.
I will pluck the petals from your soul and throw them to the wind.
I am not a gentle holding hand or some benign blown kiss.
I am a garrotte wrapped around your rose stemmed throat, ready to suck the colour from your world.
I am not birdsong filling the forest of your playful mind.
I am a piercing cry from beneath the funeral pyre, as your dried out dreams are set ablaze.
You cannot escape me..
I am not a box of chocolates for you to treat yourself with tea.
I am a deadly poison that you swallow willingly in order to placate your endless unfulfilled desire.
I am not a laurel to be placed upon your sun-bleached hair.
I am a snake that waits amongst your lonely grasslands, ready to drive my fangs through the poets paper of your flesh.
You cannot hide from me..
I will hide forever in the shadows.
I will hide within your shadow.
I will overshadow everything.
I will hide in plain sight.
I will hide within your sight.
I will be seen in everything.
You cannot scrub me from your chapel floor, nor can you bleach me from your boxed wedding gown.
You cannot wash me from your aging skin, nor can you rinse me from your jilted lovers mouth.
When you are placed upon the funeral pyre and your once lustful body is turned to smoke..
I will remain.
I will forever remain.
For you.
