C.L.

Nevermore

Never again will I have my back against the wall.

While standing there doing nothing at all.

No more I succumb to this voice in my head.

When I notice my heart shouting instead.

 

Not once have I felt as if I couldn't be something.

Rising up to the challenge, but ended up with nothing.

Rarely will I come with a handful.

Although unreliable, those are truly beautiful.

 

Seldom days I feel as if the wind is caressing my neck.

Feeling my surrounding while I walk this impossible trek.

Grim pictures of was once a sad reality.

Turned magnificent by a truly surreal deity.

 

But now locked for once and forever.

Keeping my secrets hidden, my last treasure.

 

 

Comments2

  • destinyk

    deep. love it.

  • Abora

    very satisfying rhyming. well done.



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