The Promise

“You promise?”

Aged only six years,

A promise meant trust,

Strangers meant no harm

 

The night had descended,

Silence roamed the eerily air,

It was dark, blinding and unnatural,

Grass sounded brittle in the coldness

 

Sudden fear ensnared her vulnerability,

“I want my mommy!”

She screamed at him,

But he was holding her hand tightly

 

The tight grip hurt her,

“You want to play?”

“I will show you a game.”

She was pulled towards stretched shadows

 

A pale moon hung just above,

Sprinkled stars surrounding it,

The sky appeared velvet black,

As if foreseeing impending horror

 

Stormy emotions circled her,

Helplessness,

Confusion,

Fear,

 

Tears rolled down her cheeks,

She tried to free from his grip,

Power was with him,

She couldn’t

 

Nights like these transformed him,

Drove wild his animal instincts,

Hunting for naive fluid beauty,

Obeyed demanding sounds

 

Subdued in the stretching cold night,

Flames leaped within her body,

Sending sharp sparks of pain,

She couldn’t scream,

Not anymore

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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