<%@LANGUAGE="JAVASCRIPT" CODEPAGE="1252"%> Horror Fiction by Fay

 


Your Bloody Face

by Richard H. Fay



I see your face in all things.
It mouths silent words of love
On a blank monitor screen.
It stares sadly back at me
From a rain-streaked window pane.
It appears amongst the crowd
On a bustling city street.

I see your face at all times.
It bothers my troubled dreams
And follows me through the day.
It lurks within my mad mind
And haunts my guilt-ridden soul.
It's there when I close my eyes,
A reminder of my crime.

I see your face before me.
Its gore-stained cheeks bear pale tracks
Where tears washed away the blood.
Its sunken eyes full of death
Drive me to a grisly fate.
It laughs at the irony
As hot lead rips through my brain.

 

© Fay, 2008

Richard H. FayRichard H. Fay is a speculative poet, writer, and artist who resides in Upstate New York. He is inspired by history, myth, and legend, as well as the classics of fantasy, horror and adventure literature. Many of Richard's poems and illustrations appear in several different e-zines, as well as various print magazines. Other examples of Richard's artwork and writing can be seen at his web site: http://azurelionproductions.com.