He Comes Poem by Halana Williams

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When the doors are closed...
and the lights go out..

He comes out of the mists...
waiting...
watching...
you.

You are the one he hungers for..
the blade he holds
dripping with blood...

He lusts for yours...
he must have it

There's no other way...
And there you are..
in you room...
alone.

Unknowing...
so vulnerable
and yet so young

A heart so pure
life so youthful

But you are the one..
so it must be done..

And as you are sleeing..
He comes from the dark shadows...
and raises the blade..

He ignores the screams...
the pain he sees in her eyes..

When there is no sound to be heard...

He lifts up the blade...
dripping with her blood...

Stabs his own saddened heart
filled with grief...

..By death do lovers part...