No Name

Just getting things off my chest.

I hide my heart,

in the tallest tower,

on the furthest mountain

and obscure its visions

of a painful horizon,

under clouds of milky smoke

and a storm of shots and teardrops.

A black dragon guards the entrance.

Beckoning all those who catch its eye,

and burning all those who get too close.

Waiting to face the one

who its flames can’t touch.

It stands proud and ferocious,

knowing that it will fall at her feet.

The monster called Pride,

guards the tower Insecurity,

atop the mountain of Fear.

Waiting for the one

who cursed it into existence,

to banish it once more.

And will patiently wait for an eternity.

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[nigrum homonculus]

funny enough i can relate to this. especially the last stanza, imagery is on point and i don't see much poems lead up to the last stanza like this. thats actually sick, miss reading your writing bro. keep it up!