Autumn Tears

The full moon cast shadows on the wet autumn leaves. I drew upon my cigarette as I listened to the crunching of leaves under the footfalls of a heavy being. They came closer to me, my breath held tight as I listened for them to retreat in fear when I stomped my foot on the wooden porch. Yet, still, they came closer. I drew deeper on my cigarette, partly due to fear, but mostly to finish what I had started before you got closer to me.

Drawing my cigarette down to the filter I realized you were only a few feet from me, I could smell days of sweat and engine grease wafting through the damp fall air. I flicked my lit cigarette stub at you and ran for the door, but you would have none of that. Catching me by a handful of long brunette hair you yanked me back toward you.

I tried to scream, but the scream caught in my throat for fear we would wake the children and they would fear the world as much as I do. I kicked at you, my breathing and heart rate escalating until I thought that my heart would explode. Still, you held tight to my hair. Your body odor infiltrating my nasal passages, the foul smell making me want to puke.

Bringing my knee up I connected with you below the belt, this only served to infuriate you further. Pulling me closer you grabbed me by the throat, my feet lifting from the porch and my tears mixing with the falling rain. When I opened my mouth to gasp for air you smashed your mouth upon mine and gave me the kiss of death, the scent of your bad breath forcing me to puke. With one final push upon my throat you ended my life, but I’ll haunt you for the rest of yours.