Cold winds, cold ice water.
Crashing against the cliffs.
Closing eyes, seeing the world anew.
Following senses, breahing air.
Where they city is far away.
Where you no longer are.
Where life stops and you stand.
Where stillness is peace.
Birds in between days.
Salt splashing into the air.
You, holding onto the dream.
As it slips through your hands.
Breaking the point of reality.
Slowly realizing a darkness.
Returning to your true life.
The hell you live everyday.
Soon will be nice.
When you are free from masters.
Running never seemed so amazing.
The ocean never seemed so close.
There you are.
There you breathe.
There you live.
There you stay.
A contest entry
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20.95 / 25
This is nicely done. Please fix your grammatical errors. -
Beautifully done. This is a nice poe you got going on here.
I like it. Thank you so much for entering the "Fight for the Gold" contest, it is greatly appreciated. Best of luck to you in the judging... Scott
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