The Phial
Once more my hand clasps the vial,
trembles with its crystal cold.
my heart craves the ruby liquid within
and so once more I bring it to my lips
and drink the fiery torrent to the last
Once more my dark room dissolves
fading into nothingness
as I fly to that familiar door
and so once more I enter realms of light
and revel in the freedom that world brings
Once more my mind's unburdened
from the demons therein dwell
for here they are entombed in cruel cages
and so once more I hear their anguished cries
and laugh at my tormentors agony
Once more my soul knows solace
albeit temporary
the fiery torrent returns to its source
and so once more I'm cast back to my woe
and resume my pitiful existence
until once more I can clasp
the phial that holds peace within
Copyright © Jenny Leigh | Year Posted 2023
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