All That She Intends

-All That She Intends-
by
Keaton Foster



All that she intends
This life
Mine
Not hers
Must end
It must cease to exist
So that she can move
Just leaving me
Abandoning us
Is not enough
She needs it all
She must be free
Any price she screams
Any way she believes
I will bleed
From one moment
To the impossible next
Her life has become
About fixing her mistakes
There are many
Far more than most
Easily she was a fool
In a world of impossible creatures
She was a lamb to be slaughtered
Carved up or consumed whole
All that matters none
No longer is that her case
She has changed
Into quite a terrifying beast
A capable being that
Must fix the mistake
Of her and I
She says that I am
Her priority one
Her determination
Makes me feel consequential
Knowing that I could drive her
To such an undeniable end
Excites me in the weirdest sense
A bullet to the brain
A swift kick to the face
A rusty knife between the rib cage
All are part of her preference
Suffering is a side effect
Of her absolute conquest
All that she intends
Is what I live
And in a stranger way still
Is what I will die
There can be no one else
For either one of us
She must move on
And I must move down
Into the eternal ground
I must rot away so that she
A woman I have always loved
Can have her way
Freedom from an idea
Escapism left unchecked
There can be nothing less
We both know what must be done
For her to be free
I must pay with all that I bleed…



All That She Intends
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.