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A Curse, Lifted

A Poem about Survival

By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemistPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
A Curse, Lifted
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For so long

There has been a light

At the end of the tunnel

Just out of reach

-

But now,

The tunnel is ending

The light is approaching

It’s here

-

Soft white light

So warm, so bright, so beautiful

Shines down upon me and

My upturned face

-

Is this

How happiness feels?

I hardly remember

Before

-

But I think

This is what it felt like,

Weightless yet fuzzy,

And I could weep

-

With joy

The road has been long

Dark and cold and twisted

And now

-

I can breathe a sigh of relief

Let the song of my heart take over

And write my name in the stars

Because I survived.

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About the Creator

Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist

I fell in love with speculative fiction and poetry many years ago, but I have precious little time to write any. Then, I went crazy and started a cult called metAlchemy, or meta alchemy. I revere energy of all brands, esp. good, kind chaos.

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    Written by Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist