Faerie Battles
My sight is limited and obscured,
By closed visor
and by mist.
My sword is notched from many blows,
The dark creatures slither and hiss.
How have I entered this realm so dark?
A land as black
and filthy as coal.
I look around and except for me,
I see not one good soul.
So I battle on through dark fae and death,
With thrust and
slash and violent hack.
The enemies are thick and swarming,
But ever on, I push them back.
Her minions, her lackeys and her thralls,
Lie broken at my feet.
I look from carcasses stained with blood,
And cruel blue eyes I meet.
She stands, black hearted, wicked and cruel,
A mockery of what she once could be.
I look again at the dead strewn about,
Broken friendships are all I see.
She beckons me with a blackened nail,
My feet move towards her without my will.
Where is the strength on which I’ve relied?
Ever closer I move still.
A pathetic figure cringes at her feet,
A dark and twisted mockery is his end.
Once a man, now nothing but contempt and
bile,
A broken ragdoll,
a betrayer of friends.
I look at her, so changed, so foul,
Stale love stirs in my chest.
I shake my head to clear it out,
This must all be put to rest.
I raise my sword, notched but bright,
She points and cackles “Die”.
I feel my heart stop beating now,
I look to her and utter “Why?”
For how can one I loved so dear,
Cause me so much pain.
How can her heart have turned so black,
Even she can not explain.
I feel my heart caving in,
My death is very near.
But some strength I have saved for this,
And now the course is clear.
With renewed strength I stand up tall,
Lift my visor and look to her.
I glance briefly at her pathetic toy,
And the vile scene begins to blur.
I step back, I step away,
From the evil faerie
place.
This battle is one I need not fight,
I need only take control to leave in grace.
Another step I take away,
Things begin to fade,
Another world is where I dwell,
Not upon this faerie reyd.
For faerie worlds and dark fey queens,
Hold no sway over me.
For I choose to live my life,
In Truth and Reality.