I'm sitting on a bridge,
I have nowhere to go...
Empty of my dreams
Lost! Delete! Control!
And it's such a night!
I'm hiding behind my soul
Oh, God? What way I must go?
I'm staring from the bridge
Into this yellow wall
Wondering if this shadow
It's yours, or my own?
I'm standing in this cold
Crawling as a worm
The mud it's deep in me
No need to fight,
No more!
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| Writing Prompt |
Dig out one of your old poems and post it here for the first time ever. Any length, any style. |
Author Notes
I published this in 2006 in my book Caleidoscop (back in Romania)
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