Fever Dream- Special Edition

Freeform, July 2021

I wrote poem below while delirious from fever, inspired by William Ernest Henley’s Invictus, which is also the namesake of my profile. (Definitely took more than 60 seconds) 😬. Enjoy!

Covered by the wretched wings of despair

I knew not of the sun

Darkness by night, and darkness by day

A blistering mind, and a heart frigid, and numb

A glance in a moment

Perhaps just a thought

Of a bright shining light

That glistened the rot

I pushed through the claws, of hollow and pain

I knew not what to search for

Nor what prize I would gain

The harder I strode

The more darkness grew bold

Until one splintered moment

A whip, shot out through bone

I had broken the wings

But no beast stood awaiting

Alas a burn in my back

And I saw, the now withered wings

On the ground, wasting