"Poem: Last Dragon" by Jenny (Jeni) Watson

Beaten torn and tattered, Thrown against the wall.

Everyone is waiting, For my last and final fall.

A lone candle struggles, As its light flickers out.

My hope is soon squandered, By the darkness that’s about.

Eyes were never friendly, Always hate filled, always cruel.

Is this hatred neverending? Will I ever be free?

Or am I to live in hopelessness, Having nothing to believe.

Though I cannot give up easily, I will not cry in here.

I refuse to breakdown in this place, They will never see a tear.

Though years of pain and punishment, For being what I am.

Has brought me to dread each day, And dream about my damn.

For if I could change, What I am I would because.

I am the last of my species, None is left for me to love.

Im the last and the only, We soon shall be extinct.

For the reign of dragons has ended, Just as the setting sun doth sink.

Though I truly fear, I wont make it past this day,

Too strong is their hate towards me, I have one last thing to say.

I’m sorry I have Failed you brothers. I would have lasted longer,

But they know just how to break a heart, And against my will, their hate, is stronger.