As i scrolled through your playlist
The low hum of the songs echoed only your dimpled laugh;
Head thrown back,
I could only fathom your existence.
A curve almost touches my face
As something dark looms over me.
A silhouette i am never unfamiliar with,
Cutting the shadow at the right places
A wicked dull halo caging it.
I try not to bat, afraid i'd lose the outline;
He reaches out for me, scintillating fierce energy,
Electrifying the wind around.
The clouds threatened with every step,
A whirlpool above me.
The devil on my shoulder twirled a lock of hair,
A simper so sinister yet so alluring.
"Take one more step", he mutters,
Claws digging into my flesh,
Anticipation filling its vessel.
My hands, the colour of the stupor;
The siren red of my nails, only the guide.
This time the thunder rolled melancholy;
The trees didn't stand tall anymore,
Even the birds were in a frenzy.
A scream went off in a distance,
Curdling the warmth left inside of me.
Breaking my trance,
I blinked, oh i blinked.
Slim fingers threading a hangman's knot,
I almost crowned my head.
The silhouette now replaced by your grave,
Stood low and unhinged.
The sunlight cracked its way in,
A canopied penumbra settling on the ground.
The white gathered dust and leaves;
Wilted petals kissed the concrete,
As some levitated into the winter breeze.