Dark Embrace

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A maiden stands, bound by darkness' sway, Her form entwined with thorny vines, A symbol of the struggle that entwines. The cathedral's grandeur looms behind, A testament to faith, to hopes left behind, The intricate stone carvings tell a tale, Of trials faced, of love that would prevail. Her eyes closed, her head thrown back in pain, She embodies the anguish, the beauty, the strain, The demon's grasp, a metaphor for our fears, A reminder that we all face our own tears. Yet, in this darkness, there's a glimmer of might, A resilience that shines like a beacon in flight, For in the shadows, we find our inner strength, And rise, transformed, with a newfound length.