Smoky
winds smother, slashing at your lungs
The
Guardians above growl, rowing ever closer
Barricades
bud with armaments, Bullets fly on the horizon
Limbs lag behind, leftovers
to feed the guardians
Dionysus
decrees our celebration must be displayed
Hung
up by the winds that howl, you hold on to that sour breath
Reluctantly
release your tension, Rest your mind to be consumed
You
look up as light dims, losing
connection to the guards above
All
feels lost, he fuel in your lungs has yet
to fade
Even
as clouds constrict And the sun is
choked out of the sky
Grass
still glistens, this is where your
glimmer of hope grows
Fires
flare in the distance. Smoke forces
its way through.
The
winds no longer wail. The weeping from
above will calm.
For
the blades that now burn. They breathe
only peace
Malice
melts away. Making the Guardians
decompress.
They
shrink back to size. Soundly you may
sleep
Relaxed
with pale red eyes. Reassuringly,
Shackles
are shattering from your soles the light returns
Freedoms
flood your new world Let the sky fill
with smoke
Barrages
of brightness surround the eyes with
blinding joy
Colors now cascade
with rhythm carrying the dark away
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