every road leads to somewhere
but i was lost out in nowhere
lost all my courage to dare
find a way out of this nightmare
every breath we take
let life flourish and wake
but i was made to choke
wonder what it does bode
i felt the emptiness so cold
seeping from holes in my soul
my broken heart now feel so old
wonder will it take a heavy toll
once i burnt bright from within
now i writhe in my dying ashes
yet . . . .
yet from deep within i do feel
i have not yet lost my zeal
when i take a deep breath
a spark feels bright from within
hidden among the ashes of decay
flickers in reminiscence of glory days
feel i can make this spark burn for real
a sense of hope and desire so surreal
with desire to become one with what is mine
i became a spark within these dying ashes
I liked the style and the whole poem was very pleasurable!
take care
Marinela
you should work on this blog more often Mr.A alias twisted twisted 🙂 😉
on behalf of twisted,
I did not write this poem, my friend fallenelegy did.
Nice poem .Well written😆