Jan 2021
Confusion whips up all around me;
A desert of the unexplained.
Words and phrases once meant to free
Now trap me in my pain.
A scarring biting nervous wind;
Shards of memories meant to maim.
Time is all I need to mend,
But my silence became a dying flame.
A desert of the unexplained.
Words and phrases once meant to free
Now trap me in my pain.
A scarring biting nervous wind;
Shards of memories meant to maim.
Time is all I need to mend,
But my silence became a dying flame.
On the spot, just me writing without pause. I only used backspace for misspelt words. It’s a challenge more than anything.
