'Twas a day like any other as I walked down the street, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a figure in the shadows. It beckoned me to come to it. Before I realized that I was too close, it jumped from the shadows and gave me a blow to the head. As I lay on the ground I could feel blood seeping from a cut on my temple. I soon became unconscious. When I awoke, I found myself covered in blood. My arms and legs were chained, and I couldn't escape. Daily this demon would torture me and daily the pain grew. For years I sat in the darkest, deepest pit or sore agony. Once I asked myself, "Is is time for me to give up?"--Never! One day I awoke and had high hopes of escaping, but as I said, it was hope. The demon brought an axe and I knew my time was up. As I was slashed across the chest, I could hear the blade scrape across my ribs. I felt no pain as the blood ran down to the floor, I only felt fear. I then became furious when the evil one began to laugh at the sound that my heart made when it hit the cold and stony ground. Amid the laughing of the demon, I heard a door opening and in walked a bright figure. I couldn't tell what it was at first, but now I know that it was an angel. The evil one ran at the sight of this heavenly gift. The angel picked up my broken heart and mended my battered soul. As the angel nursed me back to health, I realized that the demon would return to me and again attempt to destroy me. I asked the heavenly figure for help, but I was told that I must defeat the evil one with my own strength. And that was what I prepared myself for. A battle! 'Twas a day like any other as I walked down the street, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a figure in the shadows. It returned to me for a fight. And that was what I gave it. I showed all the fury of years of torture, pain, and agony. I sent the evil one to its own pit of Hell-like misery. It's been a long time since I rid myself of the demon and many scars remain. Memories of the torture remain, but I can now look back and know that I, with my own strenght, defeated that dark being.
Reason for writing:
First, let me apologize. This verse may be a bit harsh to some readers. It's a true story, though. It actually happened to me. It's hidden behind a lot of symbolism, but it happened. I'd like to thank the demon in my life for all that she taught me through the years of torture and I'd like to thank my angel for saving me from the demon and all the healing with which she helped me.
Birth sign: Pisces
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