Fiction to Reality

Title: Fiction to reality

I altered words by pen

Yet not by tongue

A poem, I would never wish to be true

One of the horrible events that a hunted soul would scream.

By day I hoped to marry my beloved

An ugly tail, painted by blood on white paper

Becomes a reality as I created a murder

From the poetry, I wrote, at my darkest hour.

Helplessly I was scraping my way

For clues to find my beloved

In a twisted maze, my stan has created

From the poems, I had forgotten

A three-eyed raven appears on my doorstep

Telling me of the wife I had lost

My heart screams with fear and anger

Yet I see no light nor a silver lining

The tail end without a sequel

As I save my beloved yet at my life’s cost

As I figure out my stan, the murder

That has been totting me.