Immortilized

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Immortilized

Darkness fills the room

As the door closes with a slight boom

My sleeping soul awakens

As energetic as ever

Ready to kill whatever challenges it

She comes towards me and bows

As if she knows I have a quest for her

I walk back to the bed where she rose

And touch the smooth velvet sheets in wonder

Yet again she approaches me

Determined as ever

I think and then slowly turn towards her
the words poured out of my mouth like blood from a wound

“Bring me the spirit of him.”

Her face knots in doubt of worries that she might fail me

Obediently with a bow

She disappeared to her quest

Leaving me behind in the endless darkness

As she arrived at his quarters

She realizes that she is strong

And he is meek

She approaches him and gently taps his shoulder

“Peace and sanity I will take you to.”

He looks at her puzzlingly

As they walked together in the dark

Bloody room

Despair fills his heart

As he knows what this series of darkness is leading to

“What is all this?”

She answers, “Need not you worry.”

She gently laid his body on the diamond carving

In the middle of the floor

Her hands rise tremblingly

With the deadly dagger at hand

His eyes go blank and his heart skips a beat

“Do it, I’m ready.” he says with a long sigh

A single tear falls from her cheek

As she plunges herself forward

Blood splurges everywhere

She takes one last exhaling breath

Relieved it is over

Patiently waiting for his soul to rise from the bloody pool

She catches him

She returns back to me successful

I am overjoyed to see my lover

I released myself from my rusty chains

And we ascended up to heaven

Happily

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gallaxy commented on Immortilized

08-23-2009

This was interesting,its like you were saying you were put away by your lover and when your soul left your body it went on a mission of revenge by you. Accomplished its mission and came back to you. Therefore realeasing your chains of bondage to this earth. Then ableing to go home{heaven} Happily that is....................nice writing it is

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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