GAMES IN THE NIGHT

 GAMES IN THE NIGHT

“Was the daylight too much? Or the suffering 

Too great to bear? "

It is the first statement that echoes through 

The empty pits of justice with a long

Row of an absentee jury

Her monsters safely tucked in a booth, 

As her conscience stands guard, maybe this 

Is so, to prevent another apocalypse or 

Rapture of awakening her demons of the past

They bellow, they hiss, they curse and laugh, 

“It would have been better if you locked 

Us up for good! Now that we have tasted death, 

Bled and hungered for your soul, RUN!! "

She had found peace, a new friend she had

Never known of before, those nights when

It grew so dark and cold, her monsters came 

Out to play, kept her company, yet she

Was too quick to betray them

She watches as they starve the willingness 

Of her guard, they gnaw on her flesh and

Tear through her fear, they slow down

To watch her beg for mercy, then comes

The lethal bite, the morning, the abandonment, 

She is left wanting for the pain, the thrill, 

The games of the night. She sits by the

Window, wondering when night will fall 

Soon, so she can play again

*Ndiba_Kellen*