Death In Winter

As night beckons,
I run down the damp road.
I see nothing but you,
Even though it’s raining.

You reach out for me,
But Winter’s love dies.
The cold hands rip you from my life.

Your love will be the death of me,
As I stop on the road of my life
And stare at the spot you were
Once standing.

Fall kills Summer as
Winter rips my life apart.
I feel for the place you once
Stood in my heart.
Though all I see is a
Raven-black night.

I look around,
Searching for some kind of comfort.
Though all I feel,
Is a dark bitter cold.

I would dream of a night,
That is warm and humid.
I dream what you’re dreaming,
Even though we’re opposites.

A dark cold bites at my soul,
Beckoning me to join it.
I recognize the feeling,
I tear away it’s claws from my throat.

I look up to a light,
And see your face.
So angelic, so pure.
It brings tears to my eyes.

Though I know it’s an illusion.
I know by the cold, crystal air.
It bites into my soul.
I let it take me,
I let myself fall.
Fall into the Abyss,
To join you and Winters dark death.

By Simone Otto

Today is the day…

We sat down,
Opposite each other;
And talked.
Two minutes and it was gone,
My love for you was dead,
My heart burnt,
And yet you dare to smile.

I walk ‘round the corner,
And see you there.
Sitting there,
You dare return to my domain;
My den, my retreat.
I came here to be rid of you,
And still you wish to ruin me.

I feel the anger in me rise,
And yet I stay, and sit.
I want to yell at you,
To scream at your incompetence.
At your stupidity!

You broke my heart and you dare return.
You destroyed everything I thought was real,
And true.
I believed you from the start,
And you destroyed it
And threw it in my face.
I feel betrayed and hurt,
As I remember my first kiss;
Our first kiss.
I remember you holding my hand,
Kissing me,
And letting you learn me.
How could I not see this end?
How could I not see what was to come?!
You creep!
You left me here to die
After your desires were satisfied.
How could you!

I walk behind you as you get up,
And I run my sharp nails
Across the back of your neck.
You turn and see me,
And smile.
You smile!
I look at you,
Deep in your eyes
With a look of hatred,
Of what I wish to do to you.
My hand still rests on our neck and
You put your hand on mine,
I tear away, and start to yell.


You look at me stunned and shocked,
And start to yell back.
You say that I’m a streetwalker and that I
Was a Devil of the night.
I yell that you betrayed me from the beginning,
Portraying yourself as someone else,
Only in an effort to get what you want.
Then, you slap me.
Your hard, strong hands hit my face with a loud clap.
Everyone turns and looks as I slowly straighten,
I take one look at you,
And spit in your face.
I call you a sadist, though you never broke me,
I call you are covetous, for you’re gluttonous.
You back away although I follow
And continue to yell.
I grab something from my pocket,
And throw it at his feet.
He looks at it as I walk away.
He looks at the broken, burnt rose
That he gave me for Valentines Day.
Then it changes, to a heart.
It pumps once, twice,
Then bursts into flames.

I wake with an adrenaline never felt before.
Covered in a cold sweat I look around and
Remember that I’m in my room,
I look at the time, 2:00am.
My hands shake uncontrollably
As I figure out what my subconscious
Is telling me,
My heart is broken,
Is burnt,
I have been betrayed.
Today is the day I free myself,
Today is the day I dumped my boyfriend.

By Simone Otto