The Spiral

by Briallyn

Poem. The Spiral is the fate of the Blade Children, always pulling them deeper…they are caught helplessly in its twists and turns, with no hope in sight as they fall deeper.

A little free-verse poem based loosely, and largely inspired by, the Blade Children and their seemingly hopeless situation. (And yes, I know "spiraling" is spelled with only one L, but, for the sake of the poem, I believed it looked better with two, so I left it.)

The Spiral

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Spiralling downward,

Drifting steadily lower.

Reaching out,

Finding no hold.

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Spiralling downward,

Circling to

The lower depths,

Darkness looms.

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Spiralling downward,

Closer to the doom.

Alone in the floundering,

The Curse conquers will,

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And Darkness conquers all.

(I showed this poem to one of my friends at school. He made no comment about it at all, but then again, that may be because he didn't get to finish reading it, since the bell rang. As a result, I really don't know if it's as great as I think it is. So, tell me what you think! Any type of review is welcome…and my poetry is never flawless, so tell me where to fix it up! Also, this is my first Spiral fanfic, so any comments are welcome:) )