Ember, World On Fire (Poem)

[(PSN)TortoiseTheory]

Ember, World on Fire

 

 

Back against the wall.

 

Fallen allies who have grown accustomed to throwing me to the wolves

 

Are now at my feet.

 

The opposing faction surrounds us,

 

their blood lust (far from being satisfied) can be sensed in their icy stares piercing my very soul.

 

Resources and hopes of survival are deplenishing

 

as I have watched all previous attempts unsheath with the intent to strike the final blow...

 

 

only to shatter in an instant.

 

 

 

Conclusions of failure emerge, but are quickly suppressed by my one last endeavor,

 

no previous preparations or analysis are necessary

 

This was forged in the heat of the moment. 

 

 

Unlike my "comrades" I've learned to embrace desperation with open arms

 

I take pride in how low I will stoop in the name of my own survival.

 

"They" look away in disgust, as "they" always do.

 

At this point I don't care,

 

I'm at the point of no return now.

 

As I watch the flesh of my fears and insecurities burn before my very eyes!

 

 

 

It is quiet now.

 

 

A faint, but reassuring breeze carries off the ashes

 

and it is at this moment I am filled with untameable euphoria.

 

"Desperation" my one true friend, my guardian angel...

 

 

has rescued me.One.Last.Time.

Edited April 2, 2014 by (PS4)TortoiseTheory