A lone tear crashes on the windowsill,
The mental battle is being lost,
Broken is the world-weary will.
To fight each day with pain to fill
A mind suppressed by a demon.
A lone tear crashes on the windowsill.
With uncountable time to kill,
Horrors innumerable flood the mind.
Broken is the world-weary will.
His downcast eyes ignore her still,
His heart aching with her captivity.
A lone tear crashes on the windowsill.
Wishful cries go unheeded until
She breaks through for a helpless moment.
Broken is the world-weary will.
Hope reborn like a life giving pill,
She begins to fight for her life once more.
A lone tear dries on the windowsill,
Alive is the newborn will.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Story Notes: SPOILERS: kinda for In The Line of Duty
AUTHOR NOTES: Here's the other form of a poem that we've studied so far. It's called a villanelle and basically uses repeating lines. Nothing special. I got the idea from In The Line Of Duty, what will always be one of my favorite episodes!
FEEDBACK: Please let me know what you think.
AUTHOR NOTES: Here's the other form of a poem that we've studied so far. It's called a villanelle and basically uses repeating lines. Nothing special. I got the idea from In The Line Of Duty, what will always be one of my favorite episodes!
FEEDBACK: Please let me know what you think.
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