Natasha

Darkened kin  
You failed her  
You laid her a course of disillusion  
You spared nobody but yourself  
Her journey  
is  
now  
with  
ravens  
 
A lifetime  
of  
irresolute awakenings  
 
Feel the despondency in her step  
Her vacuous stride  
Her path,    
pale  
and  
desolate  
 
Behind her eyes  
is where  
the symptoms linger  
 
Your dankness permeates her joy  
Your stench festers beneath her skin  
She can’t get the smell of you off her  
It’s imbedded in her marrow  
She can’t catch her breath  
she suffocates  
under the weight  
of  
your presence  
 
You have stolen her envy;  
thieved her future  
Dressed her totality in rags  
her essence  
tattered and threadbare  
Her spirit,  
fettered  
Clinging to you like an oaken limb  
A misalign of the planets  
A causality of natures design  
 
An affair of extinction  
Of mind,  
body,  
and  
soul