It pierces my soul like a needle
or the passing of a love, that's gone too soon.
In this darkened, hollow state.
I sit, alone.
and I create.
colored thoughts of red and blue
of hallowed wisdom,
a withered flower somehow sits in full bloom.
I conjure thoughts from the depth of my soul
asking no one for directions,
only using these lyrics to guide me
on where I"m supposed to go.
I close my eyes and start to move east,
towards the morning sun.
The Night will fade,
I have defeated the darkness, for another day.
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"A Journey Through The Eyes of A Poet"
PoetryThis book encapsulates the ramblings that stumble through my mind in the darkest hours of the night. This book also gives you perspective on; love, heartbreak, anger, sadness, anxiety, death, and more.
