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Title: Persitence

by Jordan | in writing, poetry

As I walk this empty corridor alone
A single winged creature it came
It shone
In the dark I watch it glow
Wishing that it shall take me home
But alas the tears
I am home
In this dreaded blissful dark
To love again I need to mend my heart
So as I walk this creature's path
It takes me to a place that has felt no wrath
To the one place that was forever bright
His room which brought my hope to a new height
As I sit in this chair
I weep yet feel no despair
No longer will I mourn my loss
But find my way through the dark
And my fears I shall toss
This creature now changes its path
To show me mine
And help me find my kind
So I follow it forever more
Now through a shuddered door
Through this door I find my life
And a single knife
I am parched and need to dine
So as to find my peace
I choose to not be kind
I take the knife as dreaded it may be
And repay this winged creature
In my own way
To feel the warmth of its thick despair
Run down my throat
And quench my thirst so longed for
Now that my thirst is no longer
My hunger is another problem
So now I take this creatures flesh
And now our sorrow will mesh
As I fill my stomach
A light filled this chamber
And reveals a mirror in the corner
I walk forward to see what I have become
And find the place my hunger has come from
I see a person who I don't know
Yet reach out and only feel stone
Stone cold darkness
Which I find as myself
Finding how much I have changed and a hidden shelf
A hidden shelf I find within
And pull from it a single book and pin
Within the book I find a letter
That conspires of my true desires
And the pin I see
A single rose
To resemble?
Who knows?
To look away from this mirror
Would shatter my life that grows more dear
Yet even though my life is new
I'm only a child and must feed my desire
I look away to find a man
Standing, watching
And within his eyes
A burning fire
Into his arms I fall
As my existence yearns to call
A hero to persist in my existence
Yet no matter how hard I try
My eyes fall closed
And my cries do die
Along with my despair
No longer shall I feel cool air
I am a ghost
A ripple in existence
A person who no one could persist in

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