The Dark
The Dark
Awaken in a world of evil.
Running to save what is most precious.
Climbing up a slope so slippery.
So tempting to give up.
Love is all the motivation needed.
Reach the top of the slope!
It should have been safe.
Hear his laughter .
He knows his poison will follow.
All along what was most precious belonged to him.
I have fallen down that same steep slope.
Only to watch her follow in my footsteps.
Copyright © Elizabeth Reynolds | Year Posted 2016
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