30 Nov Candle
One day I became tired
Evading demons lurking in my soul
I entered a dark cave
Lit a candle
Faced the Darkness,
Stared Her in the eye
She stepped from the shadows
My name is Teacher –
If only you’d see – we are but one
For You live inside of Me
She cracked my ribs – heart made of steel
She gave me breath; She gave me life
She gave me wings to set me free
For I had finally confronted
That which haunted me
[written for a writing prompt for Gathering Stories]
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