immortal Alexander / Poetry

THE DRAGON

In the corner of my eye

A darting shadow

A prick on my skin

And a presence felt through malice

The dark one

The one who inserts vile images in my mind

Images of death and worse

When I am sad

When I am lost

Always there

Waiting to crush my joy

To nourish itself with my self loathing

To break me down

To influence me

To change me

I always resist

I bare my shield of strength and love

I show no fear

Look directly at it

It is invisible

But

I

Still

Feel

IT

It will not go away

And neither will I

I refuse to give in

To bow down to evil

For I am stronger

And little does it know

That I feed on it

END

the-dragon

 

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