It’s a kind of Magic
Behold, the black witch inside her!
“For one day she will realize her true powers to the full and command her random intents.
And, so the ‘magic’ of her possession will will cause the chaos to come,all those toxic around her will tumble.
Bruised and scarred
They will all roll away.
The witch inside her will turn in on herself and become a tiny black , pincered scorpion. If she is arrested under a great ultra light she will glow.
Yes, she will glow fluorecently so, and appear other worldly and of exceptional brilliance. That is when she will decide sting herself to the death.
The End
Or not….
maybe she will use her power to create ‘real magic’ that sings with a beating heart-one full of love and acceptance.
This. Is.The. End.
Doors close.
Posted on Jun 16, 2021, in POETRY, STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS COLLECTION and tagged Beliefs, Creative Writing, Creativity, Emotions, Life, poems, POETRY. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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