I stand. Strong. Waiting for the demon.
The demon that fights for greed.
He stomps. Angry. Waiting to destroy
family. Family that fights for love.
He arrives.
Its demon comes out and tries to break our love.
Love between my love.
Love between my life.
My love I cared for when nature gave her to me.
The one I carried through the rain.
The one I carried through life.
Last night.
Deep asleep.
Not knowing the future.
Not knowing tomorrow.
Knowing demons are there.
But never knowing tomorrow.
She awoke from my fur.
Stomach growling.
Not from demons. From hunger.
The demon’s servant obeys its master,
Shutting its rusted jaw on my love’s feet.
Broken bones.
Red
red
Scream
scream
scream.
No way to leave
she tries to struggle free.
I stand. She can do nothing but watch
Watch as I try
to protect
Her
A screech behind me. I snap
back to the present.
I cannot leave.
Or the demons will come
and she will be alone.
Alone with her blood. Her tears
to lick her wounds.
I look behind.
My beautiful love.
Covered with red and fear.
It comes in close.
The smell of blood
lingering in the air.
The smell of our dead
brothers hanging on its shoulders.
Its demons blow me aside.
Red consumes me
It looks down on my love with angry eyes.
Angry with hate that comes from greed.
Angry with nothing to be angry about.
Angry for nothing my love has done.
The demon devours her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes.
Red consumes her whole.
I watch.
I scream.
I die.
Weeping as my love goes by.
My innocent love.
She has done nothing wrong.
But no, loving and living and breathing is wrong.
My love is gone,
To be dragged along to a place of no hope
Her beautiful face
Bouncing along the broken path
That leads to a place of death
And I can do nothing.
But watch and hope.
Hope the demon will bring her back.
Back by my side.
So we can run like we used to.
So we can kiss like we used to.
So we can laugh like we used to.
So we can howl and smile and play
Like we used to.
My broken heart
A product of my false dreams
Of her ever returning to me
A year later I meet my love
the same way she met God.
Except no one stood for me.
No one licked my tears away
As I had done for my love
The demons had already taken those
That would have stood for me.
That would have cried with me.
That would have kissed me until it came.