Like claws-
Empty breaths tear panic stricken consciousness,
Few words can form
From lacerated lungs.
Gasping with corporeal need,
My lips move
Yet my words refrain,
My spirit flees
This tragic frame.
Dendritic branches of my mind,
Halt the actions which made it mine-
Awareness transcending life
Ethereal endings above the cloud's shrine.
Deep breaths of thin air-
Fail to support life's earthly rhyme,
Collapse without care-
The mirror's but a trap,
We're not defined by the glass.
YOU ARE READING
A Testimony for the Lonely
PoetryAbandoned scenes and abandoned dreams. Have some poetry my friends, if you're brave enough to wander off alone. Shoutout to @xoxocookiegirlxoxo for the great cover.
