Your Savior

Wed, 12/31/2014 - 01:27 -- ma8295

Try and try as you may but the building pressure fills your chest.

 Fight and fight as hard as you can but the liquid acid cascades down your face.

 Bitter droplets that fall to the ground and formulate the puddle of your misery. In that puddle, you see yourself.

 Dark rings, hollowed out, left to dry.

 This is how they see you and worse, you have succumbed to it.

 The shadowing cloak of misery has draped itself around your shoulders.

 A chilling breeze hits your already frozen bones. No one is left to save you. No one until, thumps in the distance ring in your ears.

A horse, a black horse staring straight ahead.

Red eyes staring at the darkening horizon.

 Sparks of lightning reflects in its red abysses.

In a stunning moment, the horse is struck with lightning. Light burst all across the land the force throws you back.

Once you pick yourself up you notice something different in the puddle. Someone beautiful stars back at you.

Eyes filled with light, skin glowing bright, and sorrow scrubbed from your heart. You turn and the horse is there only it has transformed.

 Just as you have. In your heart, you will always know that you have a savior.

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