Into the halls of unknown
Feelings are depicted on uncertainty
It changes on a whim
As the mind felt threatened
Down the hall is a spiraling staircase
Where the abyssal nightfall resides
Beauty could also be deafening
A spectacular state of shutting everything
Deeper into the unknown,
Is a vast field of dancing stars
The moon is peacefully sleeping
In the cradle of the night
I've seen chastity for eons
And this one is a special place
Like a child longing for a mother
A place that can't be replaced
On the farthest side of the field
Is a forest guided by fireflies
Inside, a child was playing
Who looked at me with those innocent eyes
"It's time to go, you won't feel anything"
I said, void of emotions
Then he extended his little hands and told me
"Thank you for keeping me safe, I had fun"
I slashed a pristine existence
In this dark field full of little lights
And an apathetic creature like me
Found myself crying in this replica of the night.
I found myself writing this poem near our garden, drinking my usual cup of coffee, and looking at the different times of my life. Been existing for almost 25 years, and everthing was going into their right places... That includes befriending my inner demons and gradually depriving them what they desire.
PS. Forgive my amateur writing. I have this hobby of instantly creating poems on the spot, based on what I feel at that particular moment.
Have a nice day!