A Soulless Life.

A lifeless corps dragging his feet through the dirt, the wet sludge sloshing through his toe’s, He lifts his head and looks to the people running past in a blur, As the sweat drips from his forehead, blood rolls down from his eyes, If you look carefully you can see his life reflected in the crimson shine. He wonders where he once belonged but only for a brief moment, Then as he started he remembers why. No one knows his face here, he is safe, The people clear from his path, they are afraid but know not why, they struggle to see him, no matter how hard they strain there eyes. A shifter from existence before time, exiled to a backwater planet with so little hope, His brain hurts from his fall, he fell a long way, Confused he hopes that he can plead with his masters, knowing they show no mercy. Sitting up on their thrones of diamond, his masters contemplate, They fear his power, were he ever to remember, they could lose everything, Knowing that death is there only option they summon their assassin, With a point of their fingers the order is given, With little hope in their souls. As he sits alones in a corner he cries, he is alone in life, but not for long, She is beautiful beyond words, he smiles and watches as she walks towards him, As they embrace one another their lips meet, her warm breath on his mouth, what is this feeling he feels for the fist time, He lays her down and runs his fingers over her body, Breathing heavily and closing her eyes, she embraces the pleasure, For she has never known love. As the morning sun breaks she pears to her side only to find him gone, She lays her hand on her stomach and cries. His feet shuffle towards the lake as he gazes into the glistening water “ SWOOSH” The assassin was swift, not even looking back before he was gone, As a dismembered head rolled to a stop, he looks at his reflection in the water, Then as he gazes into the crimson shine of his tears, they remember. God help us all.