Wingless Feathers
A bright red darkness
Creeping around me
Swallowing
Seething sorrow at the
seams.
My mind gasping
for air
Filling my heart
With drowned memories
of a forgotten past.
Searching
soul and sweat
For that you
I once Knew,
Hoping to bring
my sorrow
to its ends.
A bright red darkness
circled with a purple tinge
Burning in my ice cold heart
awaiting the you
that's dissappeared.
posted by Penguin @ 10:45 AM
2 Thoughts
2 Comments:
Willi who has changed and you want him back to the way he was. is the purple tinge the dawn of change you are waiting for?
red darkness? then would it really be dark?
Yes.
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