Kith and Kin

Lo

Once I was lost

a congregation of one

spent

deliverer of evil

reaver of souls

dancer of the shadows.

As a child

beaten

abused

sold for laughs

sold for drugs

sold to the highest bidder.

Drifting

in

out

life is drudgery

solid grey

no color

waiting for the linchpin.

Tears

blackened bruised

slip from eyes unseeing

nightmares better forgotten

hitch of breath

there are nights I want to die.

He

they

you

came to me

out of the darkness

as I lay bleeding out.

Bound me with mourning cloth

suck solace from my veins

I will become

one with death.

Finally

my kindred found

demons such as myself

smile

smirk

tainted lips

at last I am home.

 

©Oct. 14/19

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