#WritcoPoemPrompt53
A silver mirror kept in my room,
showcasing everything in an impartial way,
It lits everything with it's silver gloom,
when it gets hit by the golden sunray...
As the hours pass by, the sun sets and darkness slips in,
The moonlight rays replaces the sun rays,
My silver mirror seems bothered by this and we both know why,
The time has come, the time for his majesty to arise and take vengeance
To all the know it alls, you've seen nothing yet,
wizards,witches,seers,all who contain the power of good will have tried to pin him down,
and guess what, they all end up 6ft under.
I've been his slave for quite sometime, I hate it and I love it,
every single day he takes over my body, my heart grows weaker, my body parts fail one by one,
I tried to get rid of him as only I can do it,
I renounced my slavery from him but he soothingly talked me out of it.
My only hope lies on my silver mirror, it has to be destroyed but I love it too much.
I end the silver mirror, I end with it
step by step I walk towards where it lies in grace,
the moment I touch it my skin starts to burn
with no hope left, I give into it's power
I let it consume all of me as I consume all of it too,
I can hear his Majesty's dark sweet voice screaming for me to stop,
I sadly don't, it's all going to be over soon,
with one last wish I close my eyes as my death takes over.
© dark_dreamer254