The mist was much like wool last night,
Blanketing…
Stifling my path ahead,
I moved and weaved past every thread,
It felt so dead…
The bank was filled with ghastly dread.
The creatures cried aloud at times.
Violently…
Eerily they taunted me,
They all bow down for me to see,
To share pity…
We all agree that we’re not free.
Hath this secret stroll no end?
Pondering…
Yet my mind remained a blank
For it is numb from what I drank.
As my heart sank…
I died along that riverbank.
Author notes
this poem was used as a means to get over my previous poem and the loss of my dear friend
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This was good. I had too highlight though too see what I was reading. I enjoyed reading this though. Maybe you should change the color of your text. Other than that this was amazing. Thanks for entering and best of luck too you in the contest.
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