What I am holding now is this limestone. Giving me it’s healing properties Possibilities of innocence, purifying. After a long journey of how it is found, down to the deepest trench, a suffocating trench I thrive to reach the very bottom. To find this precious stone. The mad waves and currents of this ocean I was able to defy using my power. This unknown power that makes me Swim harder as much as I could be. But soon as I go up to the surface of this raging ocean, Slowly I became crippled like a boneless fish. Hindrances starts to face me. But with my unknown power once again I thrive more, harder like a color coloring the uncolored sight. Im no servant anymore For this stone will make me different than before.
Just made it today. My friend and I challenge ourselves to write a poem for 30 mins using random words. It was fun. Here are the random words given for this poem: Limestone Trench Defy Crippled Unknown Servant Hindrance Color