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Live through this
Life under your microscope
Dull tones ringing silence
A sigh of lost regret
I try then to forget
Each day I awoke to just sunlight
Set to expose
Live through this
The madness of the drama queen’s
Last turn upon the stage
A glance and haunting smile
I try to reconcile
This with secrets too well hidden
So deep inside
Live through this
A patterned awful net of years
Spread out like death’s web
In the depths of December
I try to yet remember
The smile that opened this dread door
So very long ago
I lived through this
Your threat of harm or worse
A cursed dance with death
Alone, or now it seems
I tried then to redeem
Harassment with a beaten heart
Bleeding out upon the floor
In the end there’s only this
From your fetid traitor’s kiss
When only fear could give you bliss
I lived through this….
(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All rights Reserved
A poem from the point of view of a stalking victim, for mindlovemisery’s prompt at: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/prompt-50-grim-determination/
helenvalentina 
Excellent work Helen the repetition in this is extremely effective, such a gripping and ominous poem love the triumph at the end
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
Completely agree with Yves… the repetition adds into the sense of betrayal, of pain and survival. Wonderful. 🙂
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
Helen – amazing, those last 2 verses – my favourite lines –
A cursed dance with death
Alone, or now it seems
I tried then to redeem
Harassment with a beaten heart
Bleeding out upon the floor
Absolutely wonderful!
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂
That last stanza is scary.
Thanks, it was meant to be!! 🙂
Wow! Helen…this was so intense. Loved it….and yes, that last stanza was gripping. 🙂 Well done!!
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
One can actually feel the “hold” this has…very powerful.
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂
Love the intensity!
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂