The Scent Of Death

The Scent of Death

The Scent of Death

A girl has fallen into the waters of despair after the one she loved turned her world into deathly visions.
She looks out at the world from her tear stained window, in search of something more in life than the crazed dreams his song offered her in return for the affection she gave to him.
He whom she thought was her handsome prince turned out to be the disease of the mind.
For now Liza can only see the bare tree that used to be full in
bloom and once washed away the wounds of her soul,

now stands there like a sword waiting to pierce her heart once more.
She picks up the lifeless rose he planted in her hair and dressed her essence with

the scent of death that has now become her.
She rubs it against her face while crushing it with her fingers,
and then massages the crumbled pieces all over her flesh.
Her eyes turn to the picture of herself with her one time love.
Liza then picks it up and rubs the remains of the rose all over his image.
She walks outside onto her porch, runs down the steps, all the way across the street to the cemetery.
Strikes a match, burns the picture and lets it fall next to his
tombstone where beneath the earth, his body now lies with hers
embraced in one another's arms forever.
 



Article Written By Joanna Maharis

BA degree/Creative Writing from Western Michigan University. had 8 book publications: 4 paperback and 4 in Kindle format.

Last updated on 11-05-2016 91 0

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