Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Maybe I'll Write About It Someday

Through dark and menacing path
I prodded through
Eyes filled with tears

Blood poured unseen
From a gouge
On top of my head

Where the knife pierced
My strength
To let fear rule my soul

And let the enemy
With words of love
Take it's fill
While my body went along
With the role

But I continue on
Alive with a glimmer of hope

Is that light ahead
For me?
Or will I once again
Fall to my knees?

I squint through the blur
Through uneaten fur
And pray that I make it out
Of my torment one day

To smile at my reflection
And say,
"Well that was interesting.
Maybe I'll write about it someday."

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