haunted

the house was dark and deep
and i should have known better
then to let my curiosity
get the better of me
but off i went alone
to seek the secrets that i sensed
but when i found them
i turned away
only to find
the greater evil
waited behind me

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Upward Exit

He doesn't answer when I call;
And I worry.
He doesn't reply to my emails;
And I worry.
He may only be ignoring me
For some imagined slight.
But I worry somehow
That something isn't right.
For years ago, they told me
Something I'd rather not know.
I may not know the day;
But I do know the road...
I may not know the hour;
But I do know the result...
And though I tried to tell him
He simply won't believe;
And so I simply wait and worry
And wish I hadn't seen.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Shadows

lock your doors
and stay inside tonight
for the night is dark and deep
and you have no idea
what lurks in the shadows
what peers in
through your windows
what watches you
as you walk
through your
brightly lit house
you have no idea what waits
with endless hunger
for you to step outside
lock your doors
and stay inside
the shadows have come alive
and they want
your heart

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

The Soccer Mom

Her day started out so beautifully.
She got the children out of bed.
"Brush your teeth and wash your face."
She got them dressed and fed.
She told them to be good at school
And bring home little gold stars.
She gathered kids, books and homework
And put them in the car.
She drove them all to school
And dropped them at the curb.
She kissed their cheeks and smoothed their hair.
"Have a good day," she urged.

She turned the car toward the city
With thoughts of her husband, John.
I don't know the name of the interstate
Or which ramp she got on.
I know she sang along with the radio,
Some sweet song of love gone wrong.
She set the car on cruise control
And hurried right along.

When the truck in front swerved,
She couldn't react in time.
She tried to jerk the wheel around
And I heard her brakes whine.
She didn't have the time
That reaction would require.
And the metal in the road
Bit deep into her tires.
The brakes squealed in outrage
And she cried out in fear.
Her car was doing sixty
When she ran into the pier.
There was a crash like rising thunder.
I heard her cry out a name.
Powerless, I smelled the fumes
And saw the first flicker of flames.
I saw her through the window.
I saw her still awake.
As the fire consumed her body
And fed upon her face.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

This was actually a nightmare of mine and it was one of the worst I've ever had. Because in the dream, I *was* that woman. I'm not sure what made me dream this, but I didn't sleep for three nights after.

Silence

You say I talk to my friends too much
And you not enough,
But I can see their words
And I cannot always hear yours.
You get angry when I laugh at them
And not at your silliness,
But I can read their words easily
When listening to you is hard.
Fix it, you say.
I have tried.
They tell me nothing is wrong.
Don't you see how afraid I am?
Don't you know the silence terrifies me?
And how I dread the day
When music is no more to me
Than words on a page?

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Crocodile Tears

Crocodile tears
God, how I hate them
As you say you're sorry
You didn't mean to
Try to hold me, kiss me
As if I didn't still have your handprint on my throat

Crocodile tears
God, how I hate them
As you say you're sorry
She didn't mean anything
You didn't really love her, no
As if I didn't hear you say you wished I was her

Crocodile tears
God, how I hate them
As you say you're sorry
Never happen again
But it will
Is it your fault for hurting me?
Or mine for staying?

27 August 2008

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Nightmare

Running in a black void
From something I cannot see
Wild with fear I run
A black hand reaches for me
I awaken in a cold sweat
Fall asleep again
Only to begin again
Running in a black void
From something I cannot see

April 1991

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Voices II

I cannot sleep
The voices --
Oh the voices
I close my eyes
The cruel taunting blows
The assaults; the taunts
They torment me
I cannot rest
I cannot run
I cannot hide
The tease me
For my weaknesses
They ridicule me
For my strengths
They whisper
Lies
Taunts
Threats
Promises
Destined to move through life
In a restless daze
No rest
No peace
No solace
No love
No life
Damn the voices
Damn them all

22 April 1996

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Hear The Voices

Hear the voices, little girl
They speak to you
From the darkness
From the void
From behind the wall
Hear the voices, little girl
They curse your name
They curse your blood
They curse your heart
Hear the voices, little girl
They want your freedom
They want your love
They want your soul
Hear the voices, little girl
They hate you
They despise you
And they will kill you
Hear the voices, little girl
Listen well

15 August 1995

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Voices

The voices forever
In my head
In my heart
In my sould
Til death
And beyond
Forevermore
Voices
Agony
Pain
Defeat
Voices
Torment my sleep
My days
My nights
What is happening to me?
I do not know
Do not want to know
For fear is there
Just like the voices
Forevermore
Voices
Voices

June 1991

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene