"NIGHTWIND"
The night is cold, brisk, clear.
Uncertain where the night will
end. It envelopes me and I fear
it this night. The specters are
here too. My demons have come to
greet me for this is their night
as well, but they find comfort in
this whereas I find a fear
incomprehensible to any I've known
in the past. I can't sleep cause my
soul awaits impending doom. I do find
comfort with my black steed. She
stands strong against the whirlwind
of dispair smashing against her steel
flank and tail. I know for now she is
my sanctuary. Oh the horrific deeds
that hath caused me this suffrage
and my enemy is the face that stares
back at me in the mirror. One I know
so well yet one I can't kill. The
nightwind calls to me to the sounds
of slamming doors which I swiftly
silence with stones wedged into the
frames. My attempt to silence the
howling only seemed to anger it more.
This is my first night. A long night.
I stumble in the sand and fall to my
knees. Looking up to the clear starry
night I screem out loud 'Oh God,
deliver me from this hell', yet I
know that as much as I seek salvation
I know this nightwind will forever
be a part of my life. The nightwind
calls me, I am forsaken and this is
my new world that I have created.
I am home.
