There was no blank canvas
fresh pages nor empty void to fill
There was.
Delicate taps of dancing feet
Roars and screeches in constant symphony
They felt.
Skin curling from scorching heat
Dust choked the lung suffocated the brain
But the rain of fiery arrows still
fell
punctured
sank in them.
They couldn’t make it rain.
What is.
Howling winds crying out a message
Frantic scurrying to seek and secure
Before.
An ever growing snowball barrelled down a cliff
Frost devoured and gnawed for the last scrap of warmth
And then.
They reached. Struggled and crawled and climbed and fought.
For the faint drum of familiar beat
Until.
The indulgence of an only child
Cuts and gouges, rips and tears
Storms of acid, rupture in their
skin
heart
soul
to the very core.
They were very sore.
The child asked for a second chance. Ha! Whatever for?
You wish to enter a broken door.
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 9:57 PM UTC
There was no blank canvas
fresh pages nor empty void to fill
There was.
Delicate taps of dancing feet
Roars and screeches in constant symphony
They felt.
Skin curling from scorching heat
Dust choked the lung suffocated the brain
But the rain of fiery arrows still
fell
punctured
sank in them.
They couldn’t make it rain.
What is.
Howling winds crying out a message
Frantic scurrying to seek and secure
Before.
An ever growing snowball barrelled down a cliff
Frost devoured and gnawed for the last scrap of warmth
And then.
They reached. Struggled and crawled and climbed and fought.
For the faint drum of familiar beat
Until.
The indulgence of an only child
Cuts and gouges, rips and tears
Storms of acid, rupture in their
skin
heart
soul
to the very core.
They were very sore.
The child asked for a second chance. Ha! Whatever for?
You wish to enter a broken door.
