Aurora’s Nightmare

The wailing of a broken soul
“Calm down” my child,
Your pain is not of your making
Your chaos is not of your volition
Rejoice knowing you are one of those gifted with grace
Blessed with power
For those who linger on the past
Will always be haunted
By the demons of their grievances
And the consequence of their choices

My fate is mine to wield
You will wail and cry
To end all that I am
Lay down curses upon me
In snare of all that I am
Seek to taunt my soul
Bewitched by all that I am
And none of you Can hurt me
For all that you are is a nightmare
Waiting to be purged
When I wake up .

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