Today's poem is something I cobbled together since my muse has taken a holiday. Slightly rude of it if I'm honest. Who said it could run away?
I feel the darkness closing in,
Pray tell, when will this end?
Moments stolen, the only light,
As I won’t drown forevermore.
Give me a new name and I am reborn,
Like a phoenix I’m living in the flames,
Just to rise and not fall,
Something I’ve always wanted to do.
I wish... oh how I wish,
That things had turned out different.
In another world I think they did,
Life has never been so unfair.
I don’t like these words,
The wrongness drips from the tip of my pen.
My voice has been stolen,
Now what am I going to say?