The ReleaseThe ReleaseShe cast away fear and soared . . .
The Demon LoverIt bucks and roars with adamantine ferocity, And the convoluted fire stings her veins.And her mind departs, though her spirit remainsTo be tormented, tattered, and torn.Brilliance sharpens to madnessAs the pain crescendos, silencing her soul.Fear, asphyxiating veil of darkness, falls shroud-like,Dark and unforgiving over her remains.Life becomes but an optionUntil light at last cracks the deathly shroud, And a cool wisp of breath ignites her spirit once again.