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The Light

The Light

A Poem by Brooke

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 through 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 pulls 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.

Then, while gasping for air, I wake up.

© 2013 Brooke


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Added on November 26, 2013
Last Updated on November 26, 2013