The Deadly Bird Has Sung

Earthquakes no longer feel so foreign to my body

A few years ago ,back when I was young

My mum,dad and I were living in a town with nobody

Eerie and mysterious I still grew up with the deadly bird that sung


No matter the effort to kill

My parents failed in succeeding

They gave up and let it be still

I thought it was cute and I tried catching it


My fingers started bleeding

My mother smashed the bird but yet it flew back up

Unbroken, totally fine

‘Freak’ my mother said and she thought it was time


To bring her weapons out

Ones I knew she wasn’t capable of having

They scared me made me cry, I screamed and I shouted

My mother gagged me took me away, thrashed me inside and I felt like dying


Oh I regretted saying it back then I really did

‘I wish you would die’

Everything stopped

The crackle of the fire,the walking of my father, and the dear bird fell, to it’s hell


It fell to it’s death

Its heart stopped completely

As I stood there with a sweaty and bloody waterfall flowing down my forehead

I regretted the words and I shook in fear


Those impactful words killed everything

Nothing could be heard except the wind outside

As the ground started shaking

I emerged from the ground, it was an earthquake


A powerful impact

Took over me

It was too strong, too strong to control

I remember it vividly


My mother looked up for the first time, fear in her fiery eyes

But I couldn’t speak and I couldn’t move

A deep voice came from me

It spoke ‘You have unleashed my wrath’


My father pleaded

I didn’t dare move, I couldn’t anyway

Suddenly my hand rose

I spoke loud and clear ‘IMMORI’


White rays of light shot out and directed it at my parents

We were in mid-air, the cool wind brushing against my hair and face

With one swish of what would be called a ‘wand’

And they have disappeared in front of my little black eyes


Shattered like glass…

Little segments were the only remains left

I slowly crouched down in fear and panic

‘NO MOTHER’ ‘FATHER’


I got it… I was the cause of everything

Their hatred towards me

Is because they knew this day was going to come

And I was the cause, it was all me


With that one sentence

It’s extreme impact

It stopped everything

And it was all my fault


‘NO.’

‘ALICIA WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT’

‘Sorry I had a nightmare again’

‘Ugh well you have to STOP, YOU FELL OFF YOUR BED AGAIN AND STARTED THAT GHOSTLY SCREAMING OF YOURS’

‘Rosa I am sorry, I promise it won’t happen again’

‘WELL IT BETTER NOT’


And that my friends was the end of my very complicated dream

And I can still see those flashing images of the creepy woman’s beam..

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