Post #5230

MyselfMyself I stood there like a lifeless lighthouse Ashore the vast and furious ocean Beckoned by the turquoise potion Which I chose to not drink and drowse I looked back to find myself Once a beacon of hope and mirth To the lost wanderers of the earth Now I feel dragged down by a dark elf I stood there amid the starless sky With no company but bitter thoughts Where I kept untangling the knots Of my unburied past with a deep sigh I look forward to find myself A rekindled flame, never to waver Never to die out, burning forever An illuminated soul and rejuvenated self. #poem#review#Florence