The sky's fury showed dark purple and gray, there was no getting out this time. No I can't think that i have to fight. I am going to win, again and again and... this is too much. I can't go on like this i have to break the cycle, but how.
This will be the 6th time this has happened, its sunny and cold then, without warning the icy pit of light starts to burn, images melt away darkness strikes the heart of this place, my place. The swealtering heat becomes to much and i scream and fight, then it goes away. I would think it would be my haven from the lonely places of my domain, its always sunny. Not a happy sunny like some would imagine but a haunting hole, where the light only mocks those around it. Never free.
It's just so hot. This time i don't scream, if i do, the sun will come back and the cycle will live to haunt again. I'm going to end it this time.
The storm rages, wind whipping all around. Lighting strikes 10 feet in front of me. I run. There just ahead a farm house, whoever is inside can't turn me away, not if they saw the sky. I'll be safe, i'll be free. Maybe they will take me in, keep me, let me take care of their cows and chickens. Then i will be truly free.
A thought occurs, what if there isn't anyone inside, with all of these storms they must have fled far away by now. No, the animals i can hear them, surely they are put away, safe from this mountainess, shapeshifting demon.
I knock frantically, maybe they can't hear me. I burst in. Complete calm, no sound, no movement. No this isn't right there has to be someone here.
"THE ANIMALS!" i yell.
No the screaming has started, i can't it will never end if i scream.
Suddenly the whole shack rumbled under my feet and Wham i'm knocked to the floor, the powerful force of the storm, its was on me. Nothing was quiet now infact the booming was so loud my ears trickled with blood. It was time to do something i had to think quickly. I stripped down, i couldn't think it that heat. Then i saw it, cold and merciless out of the corner of my eye.
"yes," i told myself "now it will end."
In a blinding second i was gone rushing out of the house into the claws of the beast. It was quiet again i knew i had done it because the pain had subsided rapidly with myself screaming out, " I killed it, the beast the demon I killed it its over!"
With one final thoguht i blessed the animals hoping that their masters would return and they would be safe, while peace took me over and sereinty flowed through my viens
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" I thought she was on constant watch."
"sir she was, she was sleeping and... and it just.."
" it just what, is that what you are going to tell her family IT JUST!"
"It ha.. happened so fast, she was asleep, then there was a flash on the monitor and then blood everywhere coming so fast. She mu..must have ha..had the knife under her pillow sir"
"well then, she did it she finally killed it, she had always said she would find a way but this...well she was mental and this is and institution for the mental i just thought she would keep fighting "
"Kill what sir"
"well the storm of course"
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Crucify Me
Fight me, deny me, and crucify me,
My sins are yours, they're not mine.
You make me what I am, evil at your command.
You send me to meet my challenger, whatever it may be.
I risk my life to line your pockets for nothing but pain and agony.
Three feet of chain with nowhere to go, there's not much here to see.
No time to play, its work, work, work, that's how life is for me.
Run the treadmill. Pull the blocks and hang there from the tree.
If my ribs feel a little thick, then not much food for me.
I'm in tip top shape, a muscle bound freak, with all the attitude I need.
I've got gameness several generations back. You should see my pedigree!
Pump me up! Hype me up! Throw me some bait! How about that young pup?
Watch me rip his eyeballs out; I need the taste of blood.
I've been hit. I've been beat. I've been left to die in the ring.
I've been sewed up! I've been ripped open and I've had several bones
broken!
I've scratched when I couldn't stand and I've stood up when I
couldn't scratch!
I've killed a few dogs and I've nearly died when I've met my
match!
you find amusement at my torn, hanging skin
and just when my body heals, you make me do it again.
Why couldn't I have been a happy dog with a master who shared some love?
Not some twisted psychopath, who owes his life to drugs.
I do this evil to earn my keep. Somehow, I must be fed.
The men in suits, they point at me and say they want me dead.
Even the lucky ones in happy homes who have never felt my pain,
must face the executioners because they bear my name.
I've grown too old now to fight in your ring
You've left me no chance, to ever be free
I lay in the darkness, no one at my side
my last fight I lost, my eyes no longer can see
this is what you have done, do you not feel shame?
I can no longer walk, run or play
you have a new puppy now, the one to take my place
the cold and darkness closing now, you have nothing to say?
I lay here in pain and my own blood
I still believe that you love me and I try to stay awake
But you kick me and wish me dead then tell them to tie the bag
The darkness is here now; I hope they catch you, for the new puppy's sake
Alan W Joslin
