Monday, August 10, 2020

Nightmare

Black of my dreams faded to grey

The bitter path wherein I stray

Destiny lay swift in my hands

My hair turned to frosty strands

Trickle of whispers ancient, old

Had turned my touch icy cold

My voice, agony cloaked in pride

Shadows feeding where blooms abide

A vortex erupts with every shuddering breath

Swallows me into the deep belly of death

Shadows spiraled into my soul like a dream

Awakened by my own dying scream

I see my life before me, veiled from afar

Like a maiden in white crowned in stars

Shadows creep to engulf her, twisted snarled

The beast inside me roared and snarled

Fearless, I cross the veil that splits apart

Life from death, shadows pierced my heart

She beckons me, I am chained to the past

I follow her, with troubled eyes, aghast

A Scent forgotten, magic perfumed the air

It gently woke me from my sweet despair

I saw the paddles pressed to my chest

The fairy nurse was doing her best

To revive the heart that was still with pain

That it might beat and quiver again

 

Maxwell O’Reilly

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