I wonder and I stand before his soul.
Crying silently because I see this hole.
The hole of a fear that was burned into him.
I stood back to see if he’d move… the lights dim.
His eyes flutter as if he was to dream.
I claw my face… It cant be what it seems.
He convulses violently… and thrashes in his bed.
I touched his face… without him i’d be dead.
Touching his eyelids, the heat of pain sears my skin.
I feel myself sink into his darkness within.
I ache to fear what he fears and hate what he hates.
Soon his string will be cut by fate.
Im so tired, I dont think I could last too long.
I beg for him to wake, he shouldnt be here he hasnt done wrong.
I feel dizzy and fall to the dirt.
Everything is slow and my soul begins to hurt.
In a blur I see him rise and place me on a gurney.
Whats next?, my last ride… my final journey?
He waved his hands over me.
Out of nowhere he grabs a dagger and stabs wildly.
I scream in severe pain.
Oh why has he gone insane?
Blood drools down my mouth past my chin.
He smiles and licks it up in dark sin.
I cry and throw my arms theres hate in his face.
Then death… the bitter tongue I begin to taste.
Before I die I look to the face I thought I’d love for all eternity.
He looked at me and whispered, You brought it out of me.”