A Need Foretold

How do you lose control? 

How do you let go of your soul?

It's deeply tired, 

In love with the need to be inspired!  

How do I see through the tears of my past?

How long will my darkness last?

I've never known a world like this,

I never knew such beauty could exist!

Within the darkness of a lucid mind,

Becoming a ghost without a kind.

When battles are fought inside, 

When my voice cannot override,

The calling of old,

The wind of cold,

A need foretold. 

-FractalLuna-

Reviews

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Wow this is amazing and absolutely wonderful prose. Enjoyed the way your imagination tuned into a rhythmic words.

[FractalLuna]

Thank you!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Your most welcome!