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Destined for Darkness

(based on fictional characters)

By Poppy Published about a month ago Updated about a month ago 4 min read
Top Story - June 2024
Image Created on Midjourney

a/n: This is pretty different from my usual stuff and I'm not very confident in it so please tell me if you like it or if I should delete it :)


I first met you when they were picking at your stitches , trying to unravel your seams . I watched as your edges began to fray , barely resisting the urge to reach out and run my fingers along them just to prove you were as soft as I thought you were.


When we found each other you were startlingly whole , like a full moon doomed to disappear. It was almost painful to look at . I’d learnt early on that whole things always shatter.


They told me you were destined for darkness . I laughed and swore that no matter how many times you faltered you’d be the one who’d never fall.


Your hands were gentle - smooth and absent of callouses , and I almost wanted to hold them . But they put a sword in them instead and told me to forge you into a blade like me.


There was fire and explosions all around us . I was choking on smoke and wiping blood from my ringing ears when you appeared through the disorientation and muted, hazy world , your hand outstretched , pulling me to my feet with a strength I could only be envious of.


Out in the open we rescued each other , back to back with a fierce protectiveness. Behind closed doors I carefully removed my jacket so you could pour antiseptic and press bandages to the heart balancing on my sleeve.


You taught me how to dance amongst debris and dodge bullets as if they were only confetti.


I was a candle; you, the match . Whenever a strong gust of wind made me quiver and flicker you renewed my flame.


I noticed your wounds that cut deeper than skin - injuries indented internally , agonies etched eternally . Those were the kinds of bruises they pressed down on.


They took a knife to all my weaknesses and drew your blood like it was paint . I would have crushed the world for you if you hadn’t buried your affections for me.


I curse the distance between us and cradle the memories of your nearness , missing you like a harboured boat misses the sea.


They tell me I am destined for darkness . I laugh hollowly, thinking they might be right , wishing you were here to tell me otherwise. But you are in pieces like every whole thing ends up , and I am being pulled down by helping hands and held under by vacant vows.


By the time I look my fears in the eye and return to your side it is almost too late and I don’t realise that until it is too late.


Behind closed doors you used to save me . Now there are no doors to hide behind , just the stench of impending disaster and the taste of an inevitable, inescapable fate.


I’m worlds away again , tasting the blood you’re swallowing , feeling your broken ribs puncture my lungs , watching your world turn to the hell they promised me you’d bring. And as I’m coughing up your blood on the floor , I cry out, 'He was the one who would never fall'.


There is no ground beneath my feet , nothing for my burning hands to grasp . The world is on fire and I don’t care enough to pray for rain.


My weapon tumbles from my fingertips , echoing against the ground like a bomb falling from the sky. They said you were doomed for depravity but I know now, they pushed you towards the cliff , whispering tales of falling , telling you your wings were chains , sharpening your fingers into talons.


You were the candle - calm and steady and serene . I was the wildfire, raging until everything was scorched and ashen and the world was shadowy and starless.


Our reunion is a clash of white light and a red glow . The lightning is missing its thunder , the wind lacking its roar , and you - absent of your compassion.


You look so whole and complete that for the first time, I start to wonder if fate is something escapable after all . But it’s too late for me . It’s always been too late for me.


I want to press my hands to your chest but I am afraid of what I will find beneath your armour . I am terrified I will discover there is nothing beating where you heart used to pound.


I long to pull you close but my hands are stained red and if I touch you I’d taint you.


You taught me to dodge bullets but it’s so different when they’re fired from your gun . You showed me how to claw my way to my feet but it’s so much harder when it’s your hands holding me down.


I can hear the words from my past self , the calm caring voice of the person I killed responding when you speak , holding agonised accusations instead of sharpened weapons.


The air around us smells like smoke , like the wars we used to fight together and I realise I can abandon you (again) but I can’t save you (not this time). So I don’t do either.


You always had such gentle hands . Now they are covered in callouses but empty of armaments and I wonder if I’ll be able to hold them in another life (because I never got to in this one).


You always had such strong arms - the kind that reminded me more of feathered wings. I hope you’ll make it to the sky in the next life (because you only managed to fall in this one).


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Comments (21)

  • 𝐑𝐌 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐧8 days ago

    Slowly step away from that delete key! Poppy, you are an incredibly talented writer, and challenging yourself only makes you stronger! Congrats on a well-deserved Top Story!

  • Simeon Mogaka22 days ago

    Wow really top top story Congrats!!!!!

  • Novel Allen23 days ago

    This is so filled with depth and heartbreak, hope, and so many different emotions. Still there is ever a silver lining behind every cloud. Just know where to look, we hope. Congrats, we always think our best is our worst.

  • Congratulations on well deserved top story!🎉🎉🎉

  • Congratulations on having your story featured as a top story on Vocal! This is a remarkable achievement, and it's clear why your work has received such recognition. Your storytelling is truly exceptional. The narrative was not only compelling but also beautifully crafted, holding my attention from start to finish. The way you developed the characters and plot was masterful, making the story both engaging and thought-provoking. Your unique voice and perspective shine through, setting your work apart. It’s evident that you poured a lot of passion and effort into this piece, and it has certainly paid off. I look forward to reading more of your incredible stories in the future. Keep up the fantastic work! Best regards, Dr. Jay

  • Natasha Collazo26 days ago

    Loved this Poppy!

  • ROCK 28 days ago

    (IMO)This is what writing should be; straight from the heart, no fluff and butter, just the grease, the guttural rawness wide open for all to fall into with you. Thank you for taking the leap and writing pain into a picture I can feel.

  • Shirley Belk29 days ago

    Agree with Paul!

  • Gerard DiLeo29 days ago

    Positive on the like; negative on the delete. Congrats!

  • This was beautiful and lyrically written. Quite a lover's tale. Do not delete. Some of these sentences blew me away. When we found each other you were startlingly whole, like a full moon doomed to disappear. Wow, now that is writing.

  • Babs Iverson29 days ago

    Brilliantly written!!! Loving it!!!1💕❤️❤️ Congratulations on Top Story!!!

  • Christy Munson29 days ago

    Great content. My only negative is the spacing around the punctuation, which was difficult for me to read around. Is there a reason for the extra spaces?

  • Dawnxisoul393art29 days ago

    The imagery and metaphors used beautifully convey the emotional depth of the narrator's experiences, the final lines evoke a powerful image of trust and healing, your poem is a remarkable exploration of human connection and the complexities of relationships, and your words resonate with authenticity, it is truly captivating, we‘re deeply moved by the poem, loved it, and hope to read more of your work, thank you very much again for sharing this spiritual journey that touched our hearts, subscribed.

  • I agree—-it’s way too good to ever even think of being deleted! You got a top story too! You deserve praise!

  • Donna Fox (HKB)29 days ago

    Poppy, this is so beautiful! I felt like each "prose" (not sure what other terminology to use) could have stood alone but put together they create this heartbreaking tale! You may have ventured out of your comfort zone with this piece but I love what you did here (and so does Vocal)!! Congrats on Top Story!

  • shanmuga priya30 days ago

    Congratulations 🎉

  • Golam Kibria30 days ago

    Congrats for top

  • Paul Stewart30 days ago

    Don't you bloody dare delete this, woman! This is exceptional. So much tragedy, so wonderfully written. I'm glad to see you stretching yourself and loved the way this was formatted and the interchanges between these broken people. Congrats on a thoroughly brilliant Top Story!

  • Most definitely, DO NOT DELETE! This is so good, as proven by your top story placement :)

  • D.K. Shepardabout a month ago

    Both characters really came alive in this for their tragic end to be so impactful! Nice work, Poppy!

  • Love the image this conversation, a to and fro in dark places

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