Author's note: It may not be the best, but this is a poem from Demeter's POV. She tells of her feelings after her abusive relationship beside Macavity. Enjoy! r&r please! :]
In His Hands
In his hands I felt so safe.
In his hands was my favorite place; snuggled in his warm embrace
Friends for the longest time,
I though it'd never end.
I often dreamt when I was young,
Of such fine gentlemen.
Oh how I was so grateful,
For finding such a fellow.
Someone who loved and cherished me;
From today into tomorrow.
I loved him from the very start.
And he said he loved me too.
But that was the one fatal mistake.
Loving him, should have been my first clue.
But because I didn't see it,
because I was so blind,
I vowed myself to him,
Such a fool was I.
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So lost and so alone
As I walk these empty streets
My heart aches in despair
And my depression runs deep
Once love and joy now is pain.
My heart now crushed,
And confused is brain.
My life would never be the same.
Haunted by lost memories,
Taunted by the shame,
How can I recover,
From a beast I thought was tame?
In his hands I felt his touch
Of gentle tenderness.
But underneath my love,
Ly a layer of regret.
Regret that I had loved him so,
Regret I ever cared.
Regret from all the laughter,
The affection, trust, and love we shared.
Our false companionship;
A pounding blow to my fragile soul
Yet to this day, the tears I cry,
Only he carries the ability to console.
In his hands my voice cried out,
For the day the wounds would heal.
In his hands I begged for mercy
Against another torturous ordeal.
In his hands I felt his rage,
In his hands I was betrayed.