I'm walking on a path
that gets darker and darker,
rushing towards your light.
my feet skid a lot-
always nearly falling,
always getting back up,
but the road is getting
more and more sinuous,
meandering...
and I feel like it leads me
to my own fall, but
I keep following the path
full of corpses, lies and
coagulated blood.
YOU ARE READING
Petals of Dusk
PoesieHere are poems I collected for you, as a lousy bouquet of words, of tears and smiles, of thoughts and feelings, of yearning and resentment - I don't know if they will reach you, yet I feel like my heart and soul needed to be poured on those pieces o...
