I thought I was alone,
Abandoned.
I was wrong.
Abandoned, yes, but not alone.
Evil is lurking.
Closer than I had ever imagined.
It stares at me,
Smiles,
Laughs,
Mocks,
Talks,
Argues.
And I play along.
I beg for its mercy,
Though I’m the one that has been wronged.
The evil laughs at me,
And does not forgive.
I am betrayed.
The knife tastes sweet,
Buried deep in my back.
Positioned carefully,
So that I can’t reach at it.
Here is one wound I cannot heal.
My closest stone is no longer mine.
Abandonment beckons me.
Strange faces offer to help me,
But I decline.
How ironic!
I would only have accepted
If the evil would have offered.
Silence is our companion,
Eyes upon us like a watchful mother.
Evil is my friend now.
And he loves me,
Like a brother;
Like a vulture loves a carcass.
I realize now I was right
The first time.
Even with the evil beside me,
I am alone.
