In Death’s Arms
I wasn’t always this way.
Once,
I held love
Instead of hate
In my ribcage.
Once,
I held another
With delicacy
Instead of crudeness
In my phalanges.
Once,
My bones
Cared.
These bones
Cared.
That time is over now.
This world
Hurt her.
It hurt her
So much
That she had
To leave it.
She had
To leave
Me.
It’s your fault.
It’s all of your faults
That she left me.
I made my sacrifice
Already.
Four days after she left…
I left too.
But my business was unfinished.
And so I am here
As your most feared monster.
The same monster that took
My dearest
Adaline.
The irony
Pains me.
You hurt her.
You hurt Adaline.
This world hurt
My love
Adaline.
You will all pay.
One by one
You will fall.
And what better way
To die
Than in my arms?
I held her so gently.
She was like a
China doll to me.
You cracked her.
Now I will break you.
Come with me.
I’ll take you to Adaline.
You can scream
Your apologies
From the deep
Pits of Hell
And pray that
She values your life
Enough to glance down.
But that’s besides
The point.
Your life is held by Death’s bones now.