Dark
A not so quiet contrast
singling out eternity,
all except itself
softly consuming me,
persuading precious color
to drop down, detach from life,
leaving landscapes stark,
a harsh black and white,
cropped out and uncontrolled
edges beaten and blurred,
consider myself practically sold
to a life that's now detoured,
running rampant without reason
aimlessly amongst the dark,
shivering silent in this cold season
every impression leaves it's mark.
My poems/writings reflect my feelings and anything that inspires me to write the piece. Sharing them on a widescale is a dream of mine, so this is the first step. Enjoy!
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