Maybe I'll Write About It Someday

Through dark and menacing path

I prodded through

Eyes filled with tears

Unshed

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

Barely

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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*Allene Angelica*

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