I huddle in the corner,
Way over in the dark,
Where no one else has found me.
No murmur, not a spark
Shall pierce the silent darkness
Or blind the chilling tomb.
Here thoughts run free, unhindered
By the shining threats that loom
Just 'round every corner
And just up every stair
And beyond the next heartbeat.
I hide within my lair,
Untouched by passing blazes.
The fiery breath of hell
Cannot penetrate the chasm
Where my dreams and I do dwell.
The gentle, rhythmic patter
Of all that stirs my soul
Is bright and free and joyous
As I hide within this hole.
The effervescent glimmer
Of truth and hope and love
Sings out that I will triumph
And one day rise above
The enemies that whisper,
The hate they hurl my way,
The horrors I have witnessed,
The blood of souls they slay.
Huddled in this corner
Where shadows mask my form
My thoughts can freely wander
Sheltered from the storm.
Someday I will not need this
Bastion of the deep.
Beneath the sun I'll dance again,
It's nectar I will reap.
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