The Classic First Topic

Caution; Love
The huntress
With eyes like the abyss
That draws you in like the surging tide
As the sentience of your stare
Has its champion slain,
And its forces routed,
Power slowly draining away
Eyes that seek you
Eyes that dance you

As a marionette
Tied to the strings of fate,
Binding you to the pattern,
Drawing you through
The twist and turns of life
Whom you beg for release,
Yet wish for chains,
She grants you your wish,
Then tears your heart out as her rightful prize
And thrusting a dagger of ash in its place
Leaving you to live

That sweet addicting drug, felt deep in the night
Taken to ease reality’s burdens,
To hear the sound of silence:
The universe groaning, crying out
Falling, on deaf ears
Deus ex machina
The force so strong that death itself
Is cast aside,
As there is no beginning
Nor end
Just existence
The light seen through the mists ethereal
And the mists themselves as well;
The darkest of nights
That embraces you as friend
As the shadows dance around your form
Lending themselves
As your fine cloak
And the searing light
That banishes them all

 So great,
Not the mightiest word,
That plays the heartstrings
Nor the finest Sound,

That instructs the soul
Dares to describe;
That tears apart

The prison that is reality
And brings us to the great frontiers
That is the depths of our mind
Sweet delusion

That your soul needs
Is grasped
Then
It fades

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Author's Note:

Granted I did this for an english assignment,
But some of my best works are english assignments