Immortal Man II

The sequel to the first Immortal Man,
http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/dark/poems.php?id=1078040

He wants to be like them, dead; underground,
yet his fairytale ending has yet to be found.
Slow footsteps pushing into green grass.
Touching the graves, he's still living, alas.

The woman in the window spied out with an eyebrow raised.
The man once again doing his nightly ritual as she gazed.
She took a step outside, to better observe her fear.
He wasn't aware one bit she was getting so near.

She mustered up the courage to go speak with him.
Touching his shoulder, he turned quickly and grim.
So startled she fell back, and he then turned back around.
The woman was startled, but got back off the ground.

She spoke, "No, I'm sorry. Please don't turn away."
The immortal stood silent, not a single word to say.
The woman exclaimed, "I came to talk to you."
Stunned, he turned, "What exactly did I do?"

"Nothing," said the woman,"I simply wish to speak."
"If it's money you're looking for I'm not the one to seek."
"Not money sir, I want to speak about what you are."
"I don't know what you mean, so you won't get very far."

"Don't lie to me. I've seen you many times before.
I stare each night through the window by the door.
The things I have seen, the things I have heard.
I've known a long time, I just never said a word."

"Look," said the man, "there's no need to tell a tale.
I've been this way forever, no need for any detail."
"I've kept what I've seen secret, I just need to..."
"Need to what? Say it now or away with you."

"I've feared you for years, still I feel my heart run,
but I knew I had to get this over with and done."
"And what might this be? Care to watch me not die?
Am I amusement to you?! Is this the purpose why?!"

"No! Not at all! It's just you seem of no use.
You live on forever, despite all the abuse.
Why can't you be a hero? Do something with life?
You know nothing will kill you, not a gun or a knife."

"Shut up and leave me, I have nothing to say."
"So you'd rather be a monster to forever stay?"
"WHAT?! How dare you! I can't help what I am!
Get the hell away woman. I don't care if you damn!"

She was in tears, very frightened, and mad,
but she didn't let go of the courage she had.
She stared directly at him. Then slapped his face.
The red mark she left behind was quickly erased.

He stared right back, said, "It has no effect.
I'm a monster as you said what do you expect?"
"You know what I mean, you are in a way.
Never dying, just living, day after day."

"Yeah well it's no fun. It's a hell on its own."
"I'm sure it is frightening, by why do it alone?"
"Why? Why?! Because I at least should be free,
not to be caged up having experiments done on me."

"I see what you mean, but you could be so good.
Walking through fire like no one else could!
A firefighter would be great, or even authority.
Maybe a lifeguard, or more than one priority."

"I'm not a hero, I don't wish to save the day.
I just wish I'd freaking die and be on my way."
"Well you should think again, don't be so isolated."
"So what? Should I be out there and so deeply hated?

I know what I am, the rest wouldn't understand.
I'm the one in charge, I'll take my own demand."
The woman's mouth turned crooked as she grew silent.
The monster she has feared wasn't one bit violent.

She slowly turned, and walked back, nothing else to do.
Though the immortal faced away from her, he already knew.
Then out of nowhere, furry burst as he looked up and screamed.
The woman kept walking, not noticing, or so it seemed.

He took out his knife, and stabbed it into his wrist.
Pain showed through his face as he clenched his fist.
Taking out the knife, the skin magically healed,
only leaving blood where the open skin sealed.