388. Poem by Jaden Knight

388.



And so he took his darkness
and buried it deep within himself
sealed behind two doors of Inconel
and guarded at all times

Almost at once his darkness leaped
and slammed against the doors
trying to break them from their hinges
but at the time not making a dent

He knows that they won't hold forever
they just need to hold long enough
for him to prepare himself for the fight
knowing he has to win

Eventually it will break out
leaving the doors behind as a pile of scrap
but it will find him waiting for it this time
ready to take it down once more

Monday, November 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy
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