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The Huntress

A Poem

By Sara WilsonPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
The Huntress
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My mind was set

On what could've been

A daughter lost

The fight within

-

I tracked you down

with steady breath

Each step would lead

closer to death

-

My hopes were low

as shadows grew

My heart was pure

I thought I knew

-

What could have been

just out of reach

A lesson time

would later teach

-

I cried. I begged.

I dared the edge

My heart a drum

my vow, a pledge

-

But fate

that stupid, silent thief,

Unraveled hope

with quiet grief

-

The mark escaped

the silence stayed

The family watched

daughter betrayed

-

No trophy gleamed

no victory cry

Just echoes where

The hope ran dry

-

Yet in that loss

a truth was found

The huntress was

No longer bound

-

The way I burned

the will to try

Was worth the fall

from empty sky

-

For some pursuits

are meant to teach

That not all stars

are ours to reach

-

And though the prize

may slip and flee

The huntress learned

what she must be

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About the Creator

Sara Wilson

I love Ugly Things.

I try and be active AND interactive.

I write... whatever I feel.

Sometimes it's happy.. sometimes it isn't. But it's real. And it's me.

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    Written by Sara Wilson