In a space full of excitement,
I sit in pure darkness.
In an attempt of breathing,
There lies a monstrous figure.
With it's white claws,
Entrails the left side of my face,
Leaving me, paralized.
In an attempt of dragging myself from danger,
I remained in the dark,
Lying with my face above the light.
Trying to calm myself is rather vile,
As the darkness engulfs the light i thought would suffice.
In an attempt to breathe,
I took my first breath.
With my spirit taken from me,
One will attempt to rsie.
With my hope shattered by monsters of the dark,
One will dare to duel them and bring them to the clark.
With my wish of judgement,
One will strive to abolish all evil without being reluctant.
A spiritless breath will demolish the actions of those that are full of malice and despise the light,
In an attempt to rise, darkness engulfed the light and took my breath away,
Making me loose flight,
And the will to fight.
One last time I breathe!
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Spiritless
PoetryA true short form story as I indulge into my true calling of writing poetry for the love of my own inner child that has aspired to be like the poets of her country. With they're majestic wording and amazing way to expose the most deepest and traumat...