A choice

A couple gets stuck on a island filled with vicious cannibal natives. The man is left near the edge of a cliff with his lovers corpse in his hands, with two choices; slow or immediate death.

Waters still as they are crossed

What once was is no more

Morning comes as sadness flows

Hope which once was afloat

Those who hid their greed come forth

Standing in the rays of white

One tear flows from the weaker side

Natives watch from shadows below

Metal and wood held to their beings

Ever ready for the the slightest moment

Momentum is gathered as trees rustle

The eyes of the gone watch the alien

Limbs working no more

Cold comes, swallowing the being

Mother of air and the open space

The lover watches the natives

Grasping the unloved while  retreating

Death or captivity hold vir in place

Dirt takes all and saves none

Waters await more lives as it consumes

The bottomless pit of the dark awaits

Abandon the doll and join the grim

Be consumed as a rock

Time is stopped as Hades takes one more

Author's Note

I haven't written for a long time.