The beast resides in the darkness
It feeds on weak and weary souls
It leaves nothing but despair in its wake.
Broken, I crumble
I Underestimated it
It was smarter, bigger, and more lethal than expected
I couldn’t handle it
I was overtaken within minutes, its nostrils flare with smoke as its gaping jaw closing around me
I couldn’t believe it.
I am being swallowed whole, plunging down its slippery wet throat
I can’t grab hold, I reach and I grasp for anything but to no avail
I reach the cold dark stomach, I cannot see
The darkness is overwhelming.
I’m drowning, I can hardly breath
The abyss takes over me
I sink deeper into the pit in defeat.
Repaired, I rise
Still, I hold onto hope
I refuse to let the darkness win
I fight and fight with all my might
I break the surface, grasping life once more
In my hand is hope, in my hand is my weapon
I clutch at the demon’s sides
I cannot see but I do not let that hinder me
I strike, nothing happens
I strike again, still nothing
I slide across the walls of the beast, searching for weakness
I strike and pierce through
I see light
I fight, I struggle, I scream, but I’m met with rebuttal
I refuse to die
I scratch, I climb, I kick, I cry, and I finally break through
Light floods in and I see everything
The beast is dead and rules no more
I live in the light, for the light gave me the freedom I yearned for stuck in the belly of the beast.