The Cosmic Soldier (Bonus story)
Poem of the Wicked, Amal Thamizh
It was a cold night,
Darkness flowing through all sides
Have I been blinded all this time?
Paralyzed, the demons have taken control,
Within the deep depths of my demise
As I show my teeth, my rage, my venom,
In the end, it will not have mattered at all
The dirt has ridden my eyes, I'm blinded
Coughing up spews of hatred of my enemies
The life of a criminal, I cannot stop
As this dark energy is controlled,
Not by my subconscious or persona,
But by the undying loyalty I hold for those
Who leave me scraps of food and water,
And those who stand by me, who raised me
Because I have nowhere to go,
Except for the dark depths of the Void
I will fade away within the fires I built
…
Depression and trauma have stricken me
The ones I've killed,
Have come back to haunt me
I need to be let out,
Of this hell I've concocted
Because I see a glimmer,
A light, however soft or fading
I reach out to grab it,
Hold it, feel it wash over me
Heal me,
Before I succumb to the Dark
I sense that I do not have enough,
Time, it is of the essence
Fighting 'til the end,
Until my bones have broken,
Until the blood runs out
There is no further belief,
That I might be able to,
Escape, far out of the Void
…
I see it, I sense it
The light, it's tremendous power
Has whelmed me greatly
Tears are slipping out,
A new phenomenon for me,
For I have controlled them before
But I embrace it now,
Feeling the warmth
A dream I festered within,
A vision of torture and hatred,
Has loosened it's grip on me,
I can afford to slip out the prison
Fending off the demons that drain,
Me, releasing the poison
Watching it drip down into oblivion
…
Tears of joy,
An unprecedented situation
I cannot prepare for,
Nor avoid, as it heads for me
Just a long moment,
Before I am finally free
But something's wrong,
I still sense chaos
Violence brewing,
A deafening storm about to strike
As I watch those around me fade as well,
I realize now,
I am still imprisoned
…
An unknown energy passes over me,
Through me, into me
As I open my eyes to the New World
The darkness flickers away
Invisible, but I still sense its presence
No tears now,
But I feel something more
Have I changed?
Has the Light chosen me?
Because it surrounds me,
I am being fixed
As its energy glows on my skin
My heart feels full, finally
The strength has returned,
Newer, different even
I will nurture this light
Never let it see the glimpse,
Of darkness and evils that lurk
Promises I will keep
…
I've grown Anew,
Free from the cages that bind me
Free from the ropes that caged me
As I hold within,
The life of a hero
I will strive to be.
About the Creator
Vithurshan Thajenthiran
From within the dark depths of the void, there is the virtuous Strike of Lightning, the Wicked Fires that erupt violently, and then there's me, who creates it all. Hey there, I'm Vithurshan.
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