As Above, So Below

by Dana Isaly

People are too quick to hate. Too quick to jump into bed with whoever is on top so that they might also climb the ladder.

“I know you wanted a savior. But a demon is what you got, witch.”

“You will want for nothing.” He kisses below my belly button. “No one will ever hurt you again.” He kisses just above where I want him. “Or I’ll burn them alive.”

“If I’m alive, it’s only because you need me,” he says with a moan. His grip tightens on my hair. “And if I’m good, it’s only for you.”

“I tried my hardest to always be there when they needed me. I shared everything I could with anyone that would ask. Do you know how much fucking work it is to constantly drain yourself to lift up others?”

There’s nothing sexier than knowing you’re the cause of someone’s intense pleasure.

He treats me the way I know I deserve to be treated. He gives me advice but lets me make my own decisions. I cry…a lot. And he’s always there, ready to hold me, scream with me, or just listen to me complain and vent to him.

I wave my hand in front of her mouth, letting her speak in case she has any final words she’d like to say to me. “No!” she screams. How groundbreaking.

As above, so below, what you reap is what you sow, and all that good shit.”