Existence is shimmering through
A litany of souls,
Ever-bustling and occupied.
The greys blur and blend,
Drowning in an ocean
Without saturation or warmth.
Colors wilt as the petals of a rose,
Perception compromised
Under the spell of deep grief.
Frost creeping up the frame
Like icy fingers
To announce impending frostbite.
And in the vast expanse
Of ever growing darkness
There is a glimmer of life
A sign of hope
Dig
Climb
Run
Jump
Do anything you can to feed that hope
By any means possible
Escape that place
Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 12:30 AM UTC
Existence is shimmering through
A litany of souls,
Ever-bustling and occupied.
The greys blur and blend,
Drowning in an ocean
Without saturation or warmth.
Colors wilt as the petals of a rose,
Perception compromised
Under the spell of deep grief.
Frost creeping up the frame
Like icy fingers
To announce impending frostbite.
And in the vast expanse
Of ever growing darkness
There is a glimmer of life
A sign of hope
Dig
Climb
Run
Jump
Do anything you can to feed that hope
By any means possible
Escape that place
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