BelladonnaBloodrose

I awoke to warmth. And slime. Slow, rhythmic pulses kneaded my body, nearly lulling me back into slumber. I was in my husband’s belly, having been eaten by him the night before. We had played Mario Party, and this was my punishment for losing. Not that it was much of a punishment, as it might have been with another predator. But Daniel was special. As a born werebear he could pump things other than acid into his stomach. What I was currently laying in was what Daniel and I affectionately referred to as ‘spa slime.’ A mixture of special enzymes and a milky substance that would glow a dim purple when exposed to air. It moisturized my skin and conditioned my hair. We would often joke about selling it, but unfortunately, there were strict laws about that sort of thing. Stretching, I listened to my husband’s heartbeat and breathing. A soft snore filtered through the layers of flesh. Still asleep, then. I glanced at my waterproof watch, 10:32am. I smiled. Daniel could sleep a bit longer

All it takes is a few words from you To remind me of who I really am. Just one of the broken and damned. Everything I say or do Torn asunder and trashed. Every brick I’ve laid Of the foundation of my self-esteem, Shattered in a single day; To dust and broken dreams. Careless words you don’t mean Are arrows in my heart. You come away bloodless, clean. While I lay torn apart