it is a fight
but this is not a very violent one,
not to the naked eye
this time, fists and swords are cast aside
a simple touch can burn for a thousand miles
words can create thunderstorms
summon demons from down under
fingers moving through the face
leave a burning mark
a mark of shame
chop them off, cut the hands
cut his tongue, gouge his eyes
burn the fiend
kill his lies
stab him through but it's not enough
he will stand up
his hearth is already full of rust
from all the daggers
and the old tainted blood
if he can't touch you
if he can't speak
you are safe
maybe for a week
don't turn to him
don't let him in
closer your door
repent from your sin
last option, use his weapons against him
all those sweet words
gather the venom
and hit him, where it hurts
carve out his chest, when he lowers his guard
fill it with his poison,
and it tears him apart
that is how you slay the beast
that is how a haunted soul may again find
peace
