The storm is getting worse. Prill’s ship is capsized and nearly destroyed in the swell. The seed of doubt that was planted many chapters ago has grown into a deathly, rampant weed that has ravaged the garden of his mind, and reflects nothing but fear, shame, and desperation. He believes that he cann...
Imagination was crawling across the water
Across my head-cove
Afraid of what sight?
It mitigated valor
Removed all courage
Canceled my progress
And left me abashed
My walls were rising
And I'd not see them until my shadow was three times my size
O' how would I get back unscathed and unbroken?
-Unsure
And now, in this moment of paralleled focus
We'd hold this trade
Deep in the crux of the ocean
She had awoken
Behold all her wonder!
I casted my line
O' would she ever bite to taste the lure?
A shaky hand in place for the reel and turn
What?
My reflection turned into denies all of truth and burns
My soul? Trapped by mirrors of fire!
The flames emanate the lie
And the way was shut
O' I am festering in misery
Inner strength's begun to wither
The path I walk's been overgrown with vines and thorns
Crushing all that grew
And strangling my truth till I am barely breathing
I've been doomed
Then lightning struck my brow
Raining daggers cut me down
But I did not let go
I never would let go!
Ah!
It cracked the sky
I could not—would not—should not be a hero
At sudden, breaching from the clouds
Another burst of brilliance
And in the crashing down, it split my vessel—overturned
And holding onto what was left had kept my faith secured
My god had shown his hand!
And the knives of rain came down
And the waves would lurch and swell
And any who crossed my way would think me all but sane
Ha-ha-ya-ha-ah-oh
Oh no...
I cast again and watched it glissade
Through my fingers like caterpillars tremoring
Outside the comfort of their chrysalis
Such metamorphosis took place here tonight
Wither was written by Justin Bonitz.
Wither was produced by Justin Bonitz.
Hungry Lights released Wither on Sun Oct 11 2015.