Plunged into icy darkness,
Stifling silence.
No sound penetrates such depths,
No light exists in such shadows.
The fiend lives within,
Waiting to claim his next trophy.
A beam sears through the darkness.
A groan echoes in the silence.
The blind sees
The deaf hears.
The walls of captivity crumbles,
The chains of solitude shatters.
The captives stumble,
Freedom is nigh.
The fiend is hurt.
Blistering hate and poison words,
Scalding, burning, scarring,
Never relenting, never forgiving.
Always hiding, and waiting.
Waiting for the darkness that follows the light.
Waiting for the perfect time to strike one more.
A glimmer of hope is all it took,
The jailer becomes the jailed.
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