Metamorphosis

By RRSuperNova

** This was first published in the 7th volume of The Chachalaca Review

I am the mermaid
That sings her notes
Calling who ever approaches
Enchanting their minds
With imagination
Beyond their sight.

I am that astronaut
That reaches the stars
That breaks them apart
Forming the powder
Of magic itself.

I’m the wizard
That wonders in fantasyland
That comes out of books
And enchants this land.

I am that shape shifter
That hurts all around
That’s beyond comprehension
That’s learning her transformation
And runs towards a new destination.

Yes, I am that princess in distress
That waits for her prince
The savior of her dreams.

I’m also that introvert
That breaks from her binds
That has a strong sense of justice
Elixir for her great powers
To help the people around.

Yes, I am that writer
That once wanted to become
An infinity of possibilities
Yet her calling is this.

From immature beliefs
That now have become
Written words as it seems.
Like that butterfly
That has just come out of her cocoon
Barely opening her wings
Engaging into this wonderful world.

I morph into my protagonist
Although I suffer her losses
I also enjoy her road of achievements.
However, I’m also a villain
That’s a Machiavellian
And enjoys her sadistic approach
Killing all that comes in her way.

Yes, I finally put it into words
A storyteller in the making
I’m a writer
That morphs
Into this world of possibilities.

Wicked 10

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

It does makes me wonder
What was he thinking
The entire time?
Also
What was true
And what was not?

I still remember
The day I was gonna
Visit the children’s home
Even though I was a teenager
At the time
They took care of me
Since I had no memory
No relatives
Nothing.

I had a sponsor back then
Who would of thought
That Rose was being kind
I guess she was worried
Even though
She has no link
To us vampires.
Well I guess
She does now.
I will be
Forever grateful.

I had a 3 day weekend
During that time.
As I was packing
He came and hugged me
Whispering in my ear
“You are mine
Don’t ever leave.”

I was shocked!
So I turned
Looked at him
With astonished eyes
“Why would I leave?”
Now I understand why
He turned his head
mumbling
“Yeah, why would you?”

He hugged me stronger
As a scared kid
Hugging his teddy bear
On a cold scary night.

Why dis he do that?
I kept staring at the floor…

I felt a sudden gasp of wind
Coming from the window
So I stood up
And as I was approaching
The window
I heard that husky voice
Whispering “Leia”
behind me.

I stopped in bewilderment
And I panicked…

“Oh no!
He is alive!”

Wicked 9

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

A thought came to me
As I was being
Interrogated by the cops.
**Erase their memories**
But what’s the point
The fire needs to be stopped.
I need a bias to leave
And this is for the best.

After 5 years of absence
I need to proclaim
What is rightfully mine.
My lack of knowledge
In administration
Might be a set back
But I’m willing to fight.
since that’s my home
and they are my people…

“then, I’ll leave it to you
officers.” I walked away
Not far just next door
Which they found odd.
“Ah, forgot to say,
I’ll be staying at my neighbor’s house
Who is also my boyfriend.”
Their face suddenly changed
Yeap they understood
Case closed.

As I entered his home
I felt the emptiness of the place
Or is it the emptiness of my heart?
Great!
I have really fallen
Into his grasp!

Makes me wonder
If he even felt
At least a bit
Attracted
Or if any of those
Words
Those memories
Anything!
At least had a significance
To him.

Why?
Why did he make that face
When I pushed him away?
Why didn’t he dodge
My fire coming his way?

Wicked 8

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

“To be a human
You need to sacrifice your past
like being reborn
Loosing it all
And can only be done once.”
Those were Rose’s words

My naive self thought
That he would never set
Those deep navy blue eyes on me
Ever again.
Since the emblem was his.

Why?
Why would he look for me?
Was it just pride?
To mess up the toy
That left his grasp?

My foolish heart thought
That all the coincidences
Were fated
He being my neighbor
He being my boss
He liking a girl
With no background.

In fact
I should have known
When that coworker disappeared
I found it odd
I waited at the movies
After making plans.
He never showed up
I tried calling
Sent messages
But none were answered
Or returned.
He never showed up again
Not even at work.
I was careless…

I felt disappointed
After two hours of waiting
He showed up
I was looking at my phone
When those hearty lips
Showed next to me
Once again
That collarbone
I was flabbergasted
I heard with his sweet deep tone
“Ms. Leia?”

It was a shock
A tingling sensation
Entering my eardrum
And making its way
Inside my throat
Even beyond that.
The foolish me
Even thought
He was my savior.

He deliberately
Moved my world.
Knowing
Toying
Expecting
It was all
A big chess board…

He the big player
Moving the pieces
Me the black pawn
And my blocked memories
Invisible chains
That wouldn’t let me
Run away…

Wicked 7

By RRSuperNova

*****     Continuation   *****

Eight years ago
I decided to run away
My father
Gray haired
Hazelnut eyes
Rigorous man
Lord Evans
The lord of the north american vampires
Passed away.

I as his only successor
Became the new lord
In name only.
The real lord was
Mathew
He was my father’s right hand man
As well as my betrothed.

I was kept in the dark
My dad kept me
as his treasure
That gem
That needs to be untouched
And shiny to wait for the right man
To have the vampire kingdom transaction.

I hated it
There was no love
He was as cold as a stone
He just needed the emblem
To reign the kingdom.
So I left it
Along with a letter.
“The kingdom is yours
Don’t look for me
Since I won’t exist anymore.”

I asked Rose
To change me
To give me a different life.
I just wanted to free myself
From this rigid life
From being a mere figurine
In display to the clan.
This crown was too heavy
To uphold.
And I wanted a child of my own.
We as vampires can only
Give birth if our partner is human.
Of course that was out of the question
With him…

If only I had remembered him
Maybe I would have chosen differently…

Wicked 5

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

I who had no past
I who lived in pure bliss
My naive self
Who did not sense danger.

He who concealed his plan
Behind that beautiful mask.
And I who became a puppet
Moved by the very strings
That he moved as he pleased.

The window shattered
Probably by the heat
Who knows
The sirens were approaching
I looked at Tom
Still on his knees
Feeling the loss of his lord
Yet awaiting for my command.
“Go to the old house and wait.”

Like a shadow
He disappeared
While the fire truck lights
Entered my yard.

They jumped
Started to pump the water
As the cops interrogated me.

That damn fool
I tried my best to get away…

Yes
My selfishness
Of running away
From my loved clan
From my own crown
From my past self
By locking away
Even memories of him.

I had just one chance
To lose it all
Yet gain it all.
To be a human girl
And I lost that tonight.

Memories
It all came rushing
Hitting me like rocks
Tossed by an angry mob.

He who I desperately loved
Was the same person
Who I ran away from.

He knew
And dared to search everywhere
He finally got what he wanted
I was a mere pawn
An end to his means.

If only I knew…

Wicked 4

By RRSuperNova

His deep voice
Saying hi
A high pitch introduction
Into my life
Simple
Yet
It resonated as
A thousand daggers
Flung into my unarmored heart.

I became conscious
Of his obsidian
Uncontrolled and sculptured hair.
His heart-shaped lips
Natural
Yet beyond anything
I’ve ever seen.
His collarbone…

What am I thinking?!!

Even now looking at those flames
I still feel the heat
Of that masterpiece…

Anyways
Now I know
That was also part of the trap…

Wicked 3

By RRSuperNova

*****  CONTINUATION *****

Mathew was his name
“Gift of God”
A very peculiar name
A bit bitter to my taste.

Or probably
I should of known
That the aftertaste
Would of been bitter
As it has always been.
If only I had known…

Maybe I would have
The courage to turn down
That dazzling smile
That invisible rope
That grasped my soul.

Maybe
Just maybe…

Wicked 2

By RRSuperNova

*****  Continuation  *****

I should of picked it up that night
Even though it was a rundown house
The anomalies were beyond normal.

The blinking lights
The moving shadows
The feeling of being watched
The wind that caressed my nape
Goosebumps all over
Yet I attributed it to the storm.

I still remember
That beautiful face
That very next day
He who was
like a brilliant pearl.
Those navy blue eyes
That were as dark and profound
As the deepest part of the sea.
And that alluring smile
Welcoming me
Like the morning sun
To my new life.

At least that’s what I thought…

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