A/N : Since all inspiration for my fics seems to have temporarily dried up, I had the urge to write poetry last night. This is a fairly long Buffy POV from somewhere in Season 6, and is weirder than I thought it would be when I started. Make of it what you will.

Saviour

A Slayer's life is short, a brutal bunch of fighting
And then one day it's over, no more wrongs need righting

It didn't work that way, the books don't mention your friends
That refuse to let you rest, and have a peaceful end

When I was back again, no-one could understand me
Except for one I hated, and treated oh so badly

Then a strange thing happened, on my patrol late one night
I realised it could end now, and gave up with the fight

My head bounced off a stone, that marked a lucky one's grave
The dream I had in darkness, would change how I behaved

I think it was a dream, it was all just so surreal
But in some ways not so much, so maybe it was real

I was just sitting there, watching the same old movie
Just minding my own business, thinking things were groovy

Did that thing with popcorn and some chocolate combined
Made a lot of crunchy noise, but no-one seemed to mind

My feet up on the chair of the person sat in front
I was just so glad to be free of my nightly hunt

Suddenly I realised as the lights went slowly up
There was no-one behind me, and no-one sat in front

To left and right I glanced, dark, empty space looked back
No smiling faces for me, nothing but solid black

The darkness stretched for miles, as far as my eyes could see
Except for one lone figure, at the back, watching me

Though the screen was black now, his bright blue eyes still stared
As if he looked right through me, as if I wasn't there

Didn't matter if I waved, or jumped, or yelled, or cried out
He didn't see me moving, he didn't hear me shout

All those I relied on, all were gone from this strange place
He who still remained there had no smile upon his face

As I watched he faded, the lights went out all around
Just me alone in the dark, not so much as a sound

Then his voice behind me, his words so hard to take in
'I have only love for you, I will not be your sin...

...sit now and contemplate, how your world is turning
From goodness into darkness, fire and hell and burning'

My eyes grow hard and dark, he can't speak to me that way
He laughs because he knew it, before I had to say

'The dark will take you in, if you give it half the chance,
Be strong as you were, Slayer, don't give in to the dance'

The blackness faded fast, and the world came swirling back
Found myself upon the ground, and lying on my back

Demon looming over, blood-lust in it's yellow eyes
My most unlikely saviour, means I won't be it's prize

A flip, a kick, and staked, ashes and dust float by me
My legs already running, heart pounding inside me

Crying, desperation, as I stumble to his door
I fall into his strong arms, I'm shaking to the core

With careful words he asks, what is it that is so wrong
I tell him I know it's me, and has been all along

He doesn't understand, but he will do, I'll make sure
I want to learn to love him, won't use him anymore

He wonders why I cry, as if the universe ends
A laugh escapes from my lips, painful sound, not a friend

I know I could've gone, let the other side take me
But even in my mad dreams, my love won't forsake me

I see now I did wrong, and though the world is not fine
I can bear to live in it, just with his hand in mine

The End