Anne, Oh Anne Poem by Leria Hawkins

Anne, oh Anne how you bleed
Your veins scream of rain
Confessions fading on the leaf
Your pain spilt on the grain
Candy from their little jars
Inebriates your muse
Dark and light stirred inside
Your breath exhaled, confused
In your room, dark and cold
A blade held to your soul
Carves the niche of memories
That walls could never hold
Voices drip in cold thin lines
Crawling slow to death
Maggots eat away the will
To steal your final breath
Vapors warm and black as night
Seep in to snuff the flame
And lays to rest the whispering winds
That you tried so hard to tame