The Beast (Part 2-The Battle)
The Battle
There was a girl who had a Beast
upon her tears he liked to feast.
He made her mind a prison cell
within his darkness she did dwell.
Through the years she tried to flee
but an escape she couldn't see.
In blackness, thicker than the night
she prayed to find a guiding light.
When her darkest hour came
she prayed to finally end this game
then through the tears that marred her sight
she saw a candle burning bright.
Armed with her words and shield of prayers
she found the Beast among her fears
and with a battle cry of yore
she told the Beast, "That's it, no more."
"You've taunted me for my whole life
filled me with your pain and strife.
You stabbed my heart and clawed my mind
and with your darkness made me blind."
"You've tried to kill the dreams I dreamed
you broke my will, or so it seemed.
Now let me go, just let me be
your reign is over, SET ME FREE!"
With seething anger in his eyes
the Beast answered her battle cries.
His evil laugh dripped with disdain
for this, he'd break her with his pain.
He started spewing his retort
but all at once he was cut short
for in her hand a sword appeared
forged with her pain and all she feared.
It was her moment of reprise
and looking deep into his eyes
she stabbed the Beast with all her might
then witnessed an amazing sight.
You see, the Beast was very large
and he had always been in charge
but now, to both of their surprise
the Beast began to shrink in size.
He tried to scare her with his rage
as she put him in a cage.
She bound it well and locked it tight
and keeps him always in her sight.
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