The night of Nin

moonlight

The night of Nin
Was where she’d been
Lost in a land
No one could understand

It was filled with loss
Of complete despair
Darkness enveloped
The stifling air

It was a place of enchantments
The evil kind
Full of wicked spells
Which sought to bind

But being a fighter
She broke free
Finally finding the path
That only she could see

And she took a chance
Leaving what she knew
The night of Nin
Had forced her to

Deliverance is what she found
In that new place
No longer bound
To a life of disgrace

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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