Fading

I wrote this when I was in a bad mood.

Flickers of color dripping from my resistance

Forming dark figures of doubt

Illuminated spherical light

         Reflecting

                     losing

 

                          shape is gone

   Dimming

 

              cold

                

               lower now

                         The dream has gone...

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[MrsHydrangea]

If you knew that hope and despair were paths to the same destination, which would you choose? ~Robert Braul