Shivers Rise
I have missed the calm
Pleading with the ebb and flow
I can't remember when or why or how
or how or when or why
Visions failed
Fog engulfed
Cuffed to the middle of uncertainty
I don't recognize the reflection
It isn't mine
But when I speak my voice echos back.
4 comments:
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Oh this makes me sad. It's beautifully written.
mmm..doughnuts...
okay, I've gone too far.
Lovely work.
Oh yes, this is the Laura I know...well done.
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