Faces In the Window

I keep seeing faces out my window. I don’t understand.

Sometimes I can’t make out there faces. But they seem like young, shadows.

Sometimes they taunt me “I have your baby”. Sometimes they scream out my name.

I don’t understand why. What did I do wrong ?

It makes me angry and one of these days I’m going to lash out.

There I see one again. She’s holding a candle and she’s whispering my name.

Say it bitch.

Say “Bloody Mary” one more time.

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By sixpenceee