#16

Azrael

Trapped within a maelstrom of thoughts,

Tugging and yanking me like a ship in stormy seas,

Relentlessly trying to sway me,

To a destination unknown.

I stand firm, yet I resist,

As the winds of change persist,

Neither waiting nor pausing,

For my decision to be shown. 

  • Author: ~A (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 11th, 2023 11:08
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 5


To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.