I know she can conquer,

This invulnerable creature.

It’s grip wrings dry,

The last of her features.

It survives beneath the surface,

However is strongly in control.

It thrives off her denatured spirit,

As it pierces through her soul.

The more of her it possesses,

The louder it gets.

The stronger it feels,

The more it’s a threat.

As it ascends to the surface,

She’s compelled to lie through her teeth.

However this is not my sister,

She is locked up beneath.

Nonetheless, my sister is valiant,

She will escape from this beast.

With a little help from her brother,

It will finally be deceased.

Griff Jones