PersistenceA Poem by Lydia
I was alone I thought, trapped in a dark room
If it wasn't just me then I had to be with someone else, but whom
I wasn't aware of how much time had passed
Nor did I know the time alloted that I had lapsed
I only remember a few small details
Not even enough to give out, to tell
The ones that I did recall didn't mean much
An alarming, cold, and frightening touch
A high-pitched ringing in my sensitive ears
A sound that has haunted me for years and years
I honestly couldn't recollect why
But just like now, nothing would've come to me as a surprise
Then my troubling thoughts were abruptly interrupted
A familiar person walked in, and I grimaced at how he strutted
With such confidence, and agonizingly cocky pride
An audacious, yet oddly awkward kind of a stride
He took a seat across from me with his pale hands folded
"What is this all about?," I demanded with rage just like the many times he had been scolded
He cast me a hard stare that shut me up as if I was his puppet, he my puppeteer
The words came out slowly, "Don't be ingnorant, Scarlett, you know why we need you here,"
That one sentence paved out my unique existence
It showcased the compelling power of unrelenting persistence.
© 2012 Lydia
Shelved in 1 LibraryAdded on May 19, 2012
Last Updated on May 19, 2012
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