I Move

It's not finished, again, seems to be a pattern...

 

I stir luminously in profoundly dark dreams;
Depth has become everything and nothing to me.
Closing my eyes releases my inner beast;
Reality is a shadow cast in the east.

Under fire skies I lay naked and torn,
With blazing new rays each day I’m born;
Falling gracelessly this face kisses the floor.
I rise until I can rise nevermore.

 

Reviews

[Emily B]

wonderful and complete. I like it very much.

[Kelley]

I liked this! Kind of reminded me of a old style of writing from long ago.
Anyway great write.

Kelley

[Gathering_Stars]

thanks!

[John A Common]

I think its really good the way it is. I think its finished and I also think its very good. It kinda reminds me of poe. Cool stuff.