In anger he finds me, knife at the ready.
His words lash me first; ****** jabs to my back.
My soul screams out for help while by body stays calm and quiet.
The sun setting behind me sooths my wounds
A flash of lighting explodes in the sky as the winds whip around us.
The ground we stand on shakes and he falls to his knees in surprise.
Grass burns around him as heat seeps from the broken ground in anger.
Another flash of lightning flashes across the sky in warning as he makes it to his feet again.
Stumbling toward me he trips on broken ground; his knife plunging deep into my heart.
My blood seeps into Her, I feel myself slipping.
She opens up and swallows me as I take my final breath.