I am a tragedy;
Written with ink mixed with heartache,
And drenched in sorrow and tears.
I am the visible form of chaos,
Created by anger and fear.
I am stitched together by hours of labor,
Where time fades into irrelevancy -
And I am finished by fate,
Kept shut at the close by destiny,
With no way to venture
To my own locked up free will.
YOU ARE READING
From the Depths
PoetryA collection of original written word from the heart describing things felt or thought in real situations. I hope you enjoy the read - who knows what will come of it. #wattys2019
