Letter Written By: Anonymous
Alright, my fellow partners, your patience has paid off, you will now see, my promise was never scoffed
Please do, put your wonders and theories aside, I beckon, let victory and rest abide
I have seen her... Indeed I have... No Lie, I can assure.
If I may, introduce the beginning, with a normal work day for me, doing her bidding...
"Ma'am? Tis a brighter morning then usual I can assure you. The flowers in your fathers garden are full and blue"
With Pleasure I spoke as I knocked upon her white wooden door that blended in with the walls and floor.
"Tis nice dear worker, close friend... to hear such happy things... but it's those things that, very soon, disappear in the end... "
I lightly laid a gentle hand over the knob, and I not even through this letter, can I describe the ice biting concern that throbbed.
"Ma'dam, Dear lady, forgive me, but this close friend, has not seen Thy self for days, has our bond growth weak?"
Thy Ma'dam chose not to speakth for a time. My shallow mind began to think that my words, her ears, have chosen to decline
".... Dear?" I voiced with hesitation. But comfort soon sprouted once her door unlocked it'self to me, to reveal the situation
With caution and a sense of danger, I entered my self into the room... the room that changed... along with her
How do I explain’th without sounding as if I have lost it?
Physically, nothing of the room was altered, but... the mentality and purpose of the room was disordered.
My eyes wavered on what was once colorful, and lovely, but is now dark.. but depressingly beautiful.. quiet a discovery...
"You've entered. Desperate to see'th me? Come closer then Thy servant, if you summon your agree,
"I do Ma'dam, I would not swear my life on a lie to thee. If I am, in a second, my heart, I damn"
Deep apologies for my impatient and anxious course of my next actions. Because through it, I felt a cold rock scrapping force.
I ran... Indeed I ran, how childish of me I will admit. But my feet magnetized themselves to ground, the darkness would not permit.
"....My... my Dear Ma'dam?" I questioned, for there she gracefully stood, but deathly she starred at me, and distressful, I forgot to mention.
"Your right... it is a bright morning..." She said as black lip smile formed upon that gorgeous pale face.
Very slowly, she'd walk along the side of the curtain so more light may be revealed. Alas such glory!
"I am ashamed of you, you see me in shadows cloak... You have now witnessed the brokenness Pain provoked."
"But, my Dark Ma'dam! Why display your distress in such an abyss of a dress?"
I questioned as I knelt at her highness's feet, the feet that had slipped into darkness; Defeat.
"Rise'th now, my brilliant friend, it is the time I stand weak where you must stand strong. A phase everyone goes through; and yes, it maybe long."
...I should'th rise... but my weak heart was rebellious to her commands... I refused... I declined to stand
Her breath did quicken, yes, a heavy burden hand laid'th on my shoulder... and it pressed
"Forgive me... Princess" I quickly spoke'th as I rose and dared to look into her eyes of starry highness.
"What I display... I dare not hide, for it is wise to release these mournful memories... to let them go... to let them die..."
I felt guilty... I'm afraid... that I felt so scared to stand alongside her... after making such a statement... cursed fear...
"Go... Do tell me when a brighter morning comes to visit me... I hope'th, that it'll be soon, possibly on the same day of the new moon..."
"A new moon? For sure Ma'dam? I don't mean to flaunt, but I feel it's necessary to warn you... those nights are quit the trap... quit the threatening haunt..."
She didn't speak'th a word, those cold shouldered eyes spoke words I didn't think eye could speak; I heard.
She turned her laced corset back towards my direction, closing the conversation, leaving my mind in suspension...
and with my pupils rearrange in focus on the sorrowful expression on my devoted one's face, I left her presence, my happiness erased...
Can you see? Can you see the desperate help she is in? and yet you, your family, you fear-filled chickens of a flock tell me join in?
I must end this letter and not tell you anymore... If you truly cared.. I know you would come back.. if you honestly dared...
I am not fully sure what I must do'th for my dear Ma'dam Princess...
But I know the poor thing... Is the Dark Ma'dam of Distress
Just a Story I had in my head for the past couple of days... I hope you like it..
This poem is surrounding the fact on how important it is to reach out to those in darkness, to those who are in need, to those who are in help
No matter how far they have fallen, nor how scary the situation is. If it is something the Lord wants you to do, you need to trust it and run with it. And do whatever is necessary to reach out to those who are lost in darkness... some are afraid, some think it's a waste of time, and some choose to ignore the help others need. The narrator IS YOU. WHAT WOULD YOU DO in a situation LIKE THIS!? Are you willing to take the risk?
I have considered writing another one, but most likely not. if you want me to, write in the comments below.