I couldn't seem to rhyme it, so I did free-verse which I can't quite DO.
I walked again into the mist
Where time has no meaning
And tears no end.
A flowing river to nowhere
Destined for the dead sea.
In the darkness,
There's a cry of despair which,
Falls onto itself in echoes.
The bitter wind blows
Its icy breath upon me...
Not nearly as cold
As the loneliness
Of the mist.
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Do you understand, That feeling that you get, When one thing is for certain, And depression claims your bet.
Why is it that my silence, Screams a scream only I can hear. My voice a distant memory, Still shouting in my ear. Why is it that i speak, In thoughts and to myself alone.
Why are we hiding When the sun is this blinding. Are you scared of the night Or too weak to fight. Why should we leave When there's nobody to deceive. Are we running together Or apart forever.
Serenity in my silent sorrow A sweet calmer breeze slowly whispers through Each prick of my spirit so silent you can hardly hear it Delicate delusions of happiness almost as sweet as my serene...
A love without a home, Surely can't exist, There's always a destination, It wont evaporate like mist. - Words are charged with power, They could destroy evil brick by brick.
It seems like trouble is brewing, which always makes me frown. When shadows engulf our minds and throw away our crowns. When something happens, it fills everyone with rage.
Has anyone seen my watch. Time has run away... Infuriatingly it does this, When I want it most to stay.
Something's not right. Something's a miss. It's just like. Someone's taking the piss. Can't put my finger on it. But it seems to have lost its shine. Just doesn't feel the same.
@Klaire I love this poem. I really felt at one with the mist. Clever you! ✨I want to RP this, but I'll do it tomorrow when more people will see it. ✨🌟✨
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