TWISTED TALES

cinq | ❝ coraline ❞

She had always wanted children,
Little people with little hands,
Reaching for the sky,
Aiming for their dreams,
Taking you along for the ride,

She wanted to hear them babble,
And then their first words,
See them stumble over towards her,
Their little legs trying to find balance,
As the teeter tottered through the world,

But she could never find the one,
The one to share it with,
And then they said she couldn't bear,
That she would remain barren,
Her belly would never swell,
And be full of the miracle of life,

She tried to adopt,
But the process was so complex,
Its almost like they didn't want the children to leave,
Poor little flowers stuck to aging trees,

Her heart grew empty,
Dead and cold,
She lost all joy,
She had ever felt in this world,
Seeing other happy families,
Drove a stake through her heart,
It seems she was a vampire,
And her sun was children's laughter,

She wanted something to love,
Something to hold,
Something to warm her deadening soul,
The jealousy bloomed,
Like a flower,
Belladonna,
Poisonous nightshade blossomed within,
Its petals scattering all over her heart,
The venom seeping in through the cracks,

One day she couldn't take it,
And so she stole what she couldn't have,
A tiny infant lured with treats and wonders,
Wandering away from the safety of mother,

She ran away with the child,
It screamed and retaliated,
She wasn't her mother, nor her father, nor her sister,
But a monster who stole her,
It's intentions unclear,
But the child could see that she wasn't all there,

The woman lost her marbles,
They were all over the floor,
The girl tried not to trip on them,
In case it made her new Mother lose more,

The Beldam, she called her,
Her Other Mother,
Grew taller each day,
And slightly thinner,
Like a spider she trapped the girl in a web,
The child grew up not knowing from where she came,
But knowing that she was trapped in the woman's cage,

She tried to escape the older she got,
But it made Mother mad so she had to stop,
One day Mother said, "I want to keep you always, but your eyes, those wicked eyes, still show you the life you had before, i must remove them so that you will need me forever more."

Scared and confused,
The girl backed up against the wall,
The Spider had a needle with thread,
And when she glanced behind her,
She saw two, black buttons were on the table,
Her heart started pounding and her breathing grew unstable,

The Beldam clawed them out,
Those wicked, evil, beautiful, blue orbs,
They dove into them, her needle-like claws,
They pierced and dug and removed it all,
The girl screamed in agony and horror,
Soon she had no vision,
But she remembered seeing crimson,
And spiders jamming into her eyes,
She wondered how she looked,
Was it weird, the spaces her eyes had left behind?
Hollow and bare,
Her windows forever closed,
Her soul went scarlet and dark,
Without the light shining through the windows,
There was nothing to illuminate her spirit,

She grew still and frozen,
Coldness crawling within her like an insect,
A spider,
Spreading and growing and clawing at her insides,
Frosting her organs, her heart, her mind,
She barely flinched when in came the buttons,
"Ah my little doll, perfect you are,
My pretty little doll, ma petite poupée,
Tu ne partiras jamais, never leave my side,
Because you will always have to play with me,
Without your silly, old eyes,"

Then Mother ate them,
They tasted like jelly,
Her teeth chewed and chewed,
And she swallowed the girl's eyes,
That were full of the girl's tears,
That she would never get to cry,
That was her reminder of an old life,
It appeared that Mother consumed,
The child's very existence,
Her victim- her child's being was left without guidance,

The girl refused to touch the bottons,
But she could feel them,
Strange and plastic,
Black as night,
Her and The Beldam,
Together for life,

"My sweet Coraline,
Ma petite poupée,
Tu ne partiras jamais."

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I do french in school so i hope what i said was correct.

Tu ne partiras jamais: you will never leave

Ma petite poupée: my little doll