Dark room
In this pitch black night ,
Hovers my own thoughts,
Dark and burdened,
Exhausting to the soul ,
And acceptable to the spirit.
This dark room aligns with my emotions,
lifeless and d hopeless,
Dull and uninviting ,
Like the starless sky on a winter night,
And like moonless sky in summer.
Swayed by emotions,
My feet move towards a thorny path ,
Falling into a pit,
A pit of no return,
Where emotions are trapped by the mind ,
And controlled by the heart,
A place where despair reigns over,
And fear ceases to exist,
For it had already broken down my walls,
And walked over what was left of my will.
Copyright © Lacracia Mathapelo | Year Posted 2024
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