The Victory (10-9-09)

December 14, 2010
She is alone,

Searching, hunting

For shelter;

Something unknown…


The beating of the rain chills her bones

And hides the tears

That she cries.

But it doen’t take her fears


Her foot slips on the wet stones

And she lays where she fell

Unwilling to move,

Wishing away her hell.


Alone…afraid.

There is no one out there

To take the fear

Or hear her silent prayer.


She closes her eyes and drifts

Despite the painful bite of the sky.

Into light she falls

Away from the lie.


But soon everything falls back

Into the familiar, horrible reality of life

And her cry

Splits the silence like a knife.


There is nothing left

To hold

No point in getting back up…

No more light to behold.


This world of hypocrisy

Holds no place

For those who truly feel,

Those with true grace.


She must fight

Until she is defeated.

But there she will find victory;

There she will know she was not cheated.


And them?

There will be no grace…

Nothing left to fake.

Their fate, they will be forced to embrace.


She stands, embracing the familiar rain.

And closes her eyes,

Thinking of the light,

Only seen by the wise.





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