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The Path

In the dark of night I walked a path
One I had traveled many time before
I felt like a shadow, bathed in ink
black and insignificant
my weary legs carried me
my labored breath fueled my fire
and though I had not traveled far
I shook with a tired soul.
Ahead of me I saw two shadows
two more smaller joined the group
a sinister parade of my fear
danced along the path.
I slowed until I moved no more
and leaned upon a fence
I melted into oblivion and
ignored, unheeded the party of fear
danced along the path.
Out of sight but in my mind
I only heard the cries,
the manifest of my nightmares
waited along the path.
Looking back I saw another
this one glowed fierce
My labored breath shoveled life
into my weary legs
I marched ahead past the shadows that had come before
behind me marched imagination
my teeth grit, my stomach churned, my blood boiled
my flesh sweated, my sense retreated
I heard the shadows march behind me
quickening the pace
I dared not turn, dared not speak
or look panic in the face
instead I marched a steady march
down along the path
and into light I broke free
onto grass I stepped free
up the hill I climbed
no longer metaphorical
but physical
my labored breath fueled my fire
sent me marching up the hill, up into the dark again
but there was no-one here.
no shadows to stalk my weary soul
no longer did I fear.
along the path I stumbled
up the hill I climbed
the only one in this place
In this space and time.
reaching the ascent
I threw off my outer shell.
I spread my arms up to the moon
and felt the wind upon my skin
my fire doused, my limbs gave in
and over fence I climbed that night
reaching home and hearth...

Poetry by ttius
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Written on 2013-06-17 at 04:38