Unexplored.
Inside the closet,
The graveyard of skeletons.
Monsters I'm not even sure,
I've faced.
Whether that's by choice,
Or not....I do not know.
Truth is,
I'm scared to face them,
To be eaten alive.
By myself,
Like its inevitable.
The red eyes that peak at me,
Under the bed where I rest my mind.
The scariest beast of all of them.
I have not the courage,
But to glance at it.
And hide back under the blanket I've made,
Inside me.
I dodge the topic.
Return the armor given to me,
For protection while I fight it.
I've refused for so many years.
But it seems the low growl is getting louder,
These days.
Beyond the point of ignoring it.
It's dripping fangs moist near my ears.
Finally I suit up, it's time.
Will I win?
Who knows.
But I walk up, strong..ready.
Look into those crimson eyes and whisper....
"Forgiveness.....we finally meet in person,
Let's do this."
The blood flows,
But I'm too scared to peen my eyes to see who's it is.
I peak.
Not my own.
I walk away leaving the body, armor, and baggage I've carried now for years.
Into a light in my heart, beautiful enough to bring me to tears.
And my heart whispers,
"We're free."
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