The Light
My heart pounds through
my chest as I know the end is near
The smell of blood becomes
overwhelming
The sound of my enemy drawing
closer
His black as night boots walking
over the grass crunching the leaves
The suspense building
My hope is a sinking boat in the
middle of the ocean
I hear his footsteps halt next to my
limp body
Smirking with his malicious lips he
points the weapon towards me
This is it
I feel the faith in my heart drop into
nothingness
I hear the whoosh of the weapon and
I give up, but then I see it
A beautiful light that seems to be
giving me courage
Time stops as in that light I see him
The love I have cherished for years
pushes its way back into my heart
I feel my bones tense as my strength
returns
It’s like an ocean has flown into
every ounce of my body returning my
humanity
I hear his voice inside my head
telling me to fight
I grab the weapon with the rich taste
of victory in my mouth
The agonizing pain leaves my body
as if I had received a remedy
I look into his black eyes, ready to
strike, but they suddenly start
drifting away
Darkness begins to creep in
I fall to the ground so hard- my
breath knocked out
I take one last glimpse of his eyes,
they begin to glow blood red with
anger
Then, while gasping for air, I wake
up.
Copyright © Brooke Allen | Year Posted 2012
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