The Devils October

a poem for more mature audiences about an abusive relationship and overcoming the effects

I still can't sit in the back seat

my feet have to stay on the dash

pressed agents a window I realize October never belonged to the devil until you owned it

watching as you shed your human skin hands become paws

sprout paws as you devour me

I've seen this all before now the moment is fleeting

you didn't enjoy this kind of screaming 

you weren't ever a creature of the night 

no no you took advantage of the comfort I found in daylight

I can't say this isn't who you used to be 

because its who you've always been

once fooled by my own smoke and mirrors

I've never seen clearer than I do right now.

the devil owns not just the night

but the daylight

the devil owns the back seat

the devil may October 

but the devil does not own you.

Author's Note

let me know what you think I'm always open to constructive criticism!

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

This is a powerful cautionary tale. However, I don't understand the next to last line.