Poems of a Lost Girl

Demons

He looks at me with writhing pain,
His open wounds infected and deep.
He reaches out to me with quick cold hands, jolting violently awake from a long sleep.
His grip is firm and his voice is shrill and at first I am terrified.
His somber movements and ill spoken whispers are lies.
He growls at me, and bends me is hopes I soon will break. The beast ontop of me howls and I begin go shake.
Quivering with fear of the unknown, is this is for me?
I feel a pop and suddenly he stops.
His eyes gloss over as he body would freeze.
He slinks back inside, my eyes open wide as I cope with the pain.

Again he lerks in his corner, I could see him there all day.
Im frightened by him, he is strong, and without discipline.
I creep around his lair, the floor is filled with bones. If I step on one id wake him, and unleash the wrathful unknown. Inevitablely I slip, and come crashing down. He pounces without hesitation and pins me to the ground.
He growls in warning, snaps and drags his claws down my side.
Fighting back I dig my nails into his thick hide. He howls and growls, and again he backs down.

Out of no where, he sweeps me up from behind, picks me up and throws me into a wall.
Im no longer scared of him, its happened hundreds of times.
I get up, and he backs away. I grab him by the collor and look him in the eyes. "Enough," I say stirnly and kiss the beast softly. Tears form in its eyes, its mightly claws become temoring hands, its large disfigured hunchback just lanky mass of flesh. Its hide is now a mane of hair, its teeth no longer crooked. Its eyes turn ocean blue.
He hugs me, weakly as I stroke his mane
"I won't ever let him hurt you, or me again."