Trailing Ghosts
Your time has come
The banshees are rapidly approaching
Can you hear their screams in your mind?
Does the constant rattling and endless wailing
Wake you up at night in a cold sweat?
Does your bedroom feel a tinge of coldness
That causes you to tremble
Knowing that your time has run out
For you have been abandoned
By everyone you have ever loved
Because of the many betrayals
You bestowed on them without a bit of guilt
No one remains
To cloak your sins for you
You must pay in full
And I am here to collect
Your wicked soul
Look over your shoulder
Do you see the decomposing souls
That you have left behind
Of the gentle feminine creatures
That you have used and forgotten?
Do you hear the cries
Of all of the women
Whose hearts you have butchered
With your web of deception and lies?
Do you feel their loneliness?
Do you feel the emptiness they feel?
For you have stolen a piece of them
That they can never retrieve from you
That has left them an empty shell
With an inner void
That cannot be healed
The ones that you so carelessly discarded
Are thirsty for your blood
They want to feed off you
So these zombies that remain
Under your spell
In their humble state of muliebrity
Can awaken from the trance
Your venomous manipulation
Has sentenced them to
For then they will now be cognizant
Of how little esteem you hold for
The feminine species
Their bandages will start to unravel
Off the mummified remains of your victims
It will be as if they were reborn again
They will become alive again
Feeling a sense of emotive totality
That will free them of their enslavement to you
For years you have strategized
And plotted your many conquests
Leaving a trail of causalities a mile long
But, now your castoffs have become united
They are hunting you
For you are now the prey
Listen closely
Can you hear their footsteps
Growing nearer by the minute?
Though you may do your best
To absquatulate from your fate
Your attempt will be in vain
For the wrath of an abandoned woman
Gives her ferocious power that
Is stronger than any army
Is more powerful than any weapon
Is sharper than the teeth of the fiercest animal
It is immortal
It is eternal
And it will always find you
When you least expect it
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