one day I'll find myself in the desert sands
standing there,
just standing there
one day I'll find myself in the desert sands
and I'll question
just question
one day I'll find myself in the desert sands
the wind will chafe my lips and cheeks
sting my eyes with tears
the wind will whisper cold dark things
invisible, except for its decisions
all while standing in the desert sands
the sun so hot and bright
will turn so cold at night
and the moon will hide behind the clouds
all while standing in the desert sands
the sand will sink beneath my feet
but I won't dare to move
the sand will sink beneath my feet
and I will give into defeat
the sand will sink so deep my knees
will be below the sand
the sand will sink so deep my waist
will be below the sand
the sand will sink so deep my chest
will be below the sand
the sand will sink so deep my head
will be below the sand
one day I'll find myself in the desert sands
standing there,
just standing there
one day I'll find myself in the desert sands
and then I'll be, truly,
free
all while standing in the desert sands
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Poems of the lost
PoetryHere are some random poems I write when I feel like it. I hope you enjoy. p.s. the cover image isn't mine
