Part 15-Rise

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Rise

Within the shadowy nights,

The world looms like a bitter mirror of nothing,

Forsaken with the duty of sanity,

Bound to the never ending cycle of hatred,

Insanity creeping up like death’s shadow,

Forever trapping us in the world of dreams,

Dreams that freeze us in place like ice,

Reflections of our soul’s desires becoming the end,

Everything you ever wanted at your fingertips,

Life and death no longer a concern,

Hope and longing have faded with the fresh scent of the lotus,

The cold water overflowing the shell of the glass,

A chip in the mirror makes me wonder,

The lights in the sky becoming more vivid,

My body motionless on the ground,

The eyes of Medusa striking like daggers,

The feeling of a force closing in all around,

It’s embracing,

Making me feel welcome into this world,

It feels like it’s crushing me,

Showing me its burdens and loneliness,

The feeling of lightning coursing through my hand as It strikes,

Sending power coursing through my veins,

Soaring in the skies as it rains upon the frozen heavens. 

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