Found My Home

Darkness was my lover. But she only called when she would hear my smiles. She’d show up at my door wearing dresses made of animosity fibers and perfume de succubus. While I strived strived STRIVED to find my way! Thru impenetrable fog, hands of solace coated in wanton tears would reach out for my all. But, one day, I let the decrepit elder repo my sanctuary. As I strived, caressing my 2 guardian angels injecting, I, with shots of joy. I heard those winds of change. But, this time, I grabbed my wings manufactured in awakening cloth. And I flew 21 floors high. My new echelon, with arms wide open, held me upon foreshadowing’s chest. As He sang His chorus to me… © Drake J. Eszes A submitted poem for Royal Trevino’s PS Contest: “Happy Year!”