Desolate - Original Poetry
with the silence of my mind.
Looking for a moment of peace,
none to find.
Lay covered in dust
Corner of the floor.
Unable to reach it, tho I must.
a distant memory.
The end I crave,
setting me free.
forfeit my time.
Welcoming the cold,
darkness, sublime.
Who cared to know?
All that remains,
cold wind, and snow.
my sanity, my will.
I just need to rest my body,
to be still.
alone, on my own.
This desolate land,
now my home.
Light a fire my friend and get yourself warm and reboots your creativity. It’s alive and well I can see by you expressive poetry🙏
Thank you!