Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
The pit of despair buried shallow beneath the remains of previous bones calls me from slumber in smoke. And it's here where the worst of me goes, alone into night, aloft into ether, I won't be the griever who lets all their rain fall as petals into earth where memories lie.
0
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 12:07 AM UTC
Rainfall 1
The pit of despair buried shallow beneath the remains of previous bones calls me from slumber in smoke. And it's here where the worst of me goes, alone into night, aloft into ether, I won't be the griever who lets all their rain fall as petals into earth where memories lie.
dawnivyn-lenneth-blackwulf
Written by
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 12:07 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem