My Betrothed

Among the trees i hide-
Running from my betrothed
My mind is getting tired from this,
His evil presence withers my hearts rose.

Why was this burden laid on me?
I do not want to be the Queen of the Darkness
I do not want to be damned from the waters edge,
I do not want to live in this city of stone.

I must run
I must run forever-
But he still follows
Finding me at every corners turn

I think he's getting bored from my running
Instead of seeing him follow me,
I see a great black beast with a shadowed rider,
It can disappeer out of sight, but it's still there beside me.

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poem by Kaitlyn Sommerfield
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