Katrina Thornley

Light Terrors 

The road was long
Dark
Twisting
Hurtling
Dangerous at every point.

But that was it–
what she loved–
fear
anger
blackened
bruised
But why?

A princess
With broken crown
Torn dress
Stolen jewels.

A princess
Neglected
With an emptiness
Never filled
By more than…
Anger
Pain
Battles.

She didn’t want more
Terrified of light,
Never lasting,
Ever fading.
Craved constant-

Broken princess
Chasing thieves
Loving murderers-
Evicted from the kingdom.

The darkened road traveler
In search of lasting
Never fading
Chasing the night.

-K.T.