{"id":90351,"date":"2021-06-26T12:43:32","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T16:43:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=90351"},"modified":"2021-06-26T12:43:32","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T16:43:32","slug":"4-always-mine","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/4-always-mine\/","title":{"rendered":"#4- Always Mine"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH<\/p>\n<p>SPOILER WARNING: LORD OF SHADOWS- CASSANDRA CLARE<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>High above the Council Hall,<\/p>\n<p>The golden clock began to chime the hour.<\/p>\n<p>As if the world didn&#8217;t care for her,<\/p>\n<p>As if the world didn&#8217;t ache for her loss.<\/p>\n<p>My eyes brimming with tears,<\/p>\n<p>As my heart tries to cope with what I&#8217;d seen,<\/p>\n<p>A small whimper as my hand reaches my face,<\/p>\n<p>Trying to push the sobs inside me.<\/p>\n<p>I hold her in my arms,<\/p>\n<p>Her head heavy in my lap,<\/p>\n<p>Heavier than she&#8217;d been,<\/p>\n<p>Like the soul leaving her had burdened her.<\/p>\n<p>I brush her hair away from her face,<\/p>\n<p>Willing her to come back to me,<\/p>\n<p>Can&#8217;t imagine a life without her,<\/p>\n<p>A life without my dear little sister.<\/p>\n<p>The anger bubbling inside me,<\/p>\n<p>Shaking my ever steady hand,<\/p>\n<p>I pray and I pray and I pray,<\/p>\n<p>But I feel my prayers going up in smoke.<\/p>\n<p>I plead her to open her eyes again,<\/p>\n<p>I beg her to stay by my side,<\/p>\n<p>I feel the light go out of me,<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m alive but I&#8217;m dead inside&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>~thryaksha<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>FIRST LINE TAKEN FROM THE LAST LINE OF &#8220;Lord of Shadows&#8221; by &#8220;Cassandra Clare&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH SPOILER WARNING: LORD OF SHADOWS- CASSANDRA CLARE &nbsp; High above the Council Hall, The golden clock began to chime the hour. As if the world didn&#8217;t care for her, As if the world didn&#8217;t ache for her loss. My eyes brimming with&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2852,"featured_media":90677,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[4273,4274,51,4275,4276,15],"class_list":["post-90351","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-cassandra-clare","tag-cassie","tag-death","tag-lady-midnight","tag-lord-of-shadows","tag-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90351","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2852"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=90351"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90351\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":90693,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90351\/revisions\/90693"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/90677"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90351"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90351"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90351"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}