My Demon

My Demon January 14th 2010

The claws of my demon were sharp
Blood flowed slowly where they bit me
They pained me to match how he pleased me
Yet when we reached the point of unrestrained climax
I saw in his black eyes the fields of flame and slaughter
Where he was created among unspeakable death
Of fierce smells and twisted corpses, trapped souls
I see the last drawn breath of those he'd murdered
The utter fear of a mother, clutching her newborn babe
As he crushed the skull in his hands
Leaving her alive to survive her child in forever grief
'Til she would finally die, with the horror still in her mind
And I realize through his love I became the darkness
My mind fills with the screams of anguish and hate
I ask  him one night upon the stone bench

'How can you love me so, when you kill those like me?'

He studies his hands, whose every wrinkle has drank blood
Turning his gaze to me

'To feel. For when we make love I look in your eyes And see hope and light Beauty and innocence Since I cannot, my contract is with blood But one day the shadows will take you Your soul will blacken as mine And we'll be with the darkness for the rest of time'

I left him as a ghost of who I once was
My gift with life now corrupted by death
Yet my passion remained undiminished by the darkness
For now I knew true evil and sought to crush it
Wherever I could
Whether such a fight could be won was no matter
As long as there were those to stand against the shadow
Hope and light became the victor