Lost in a cave
And I cry for help,
But no one is here
Except for the remaining voice
Resonating in the darkness.
'Hello' as I wave
To the firm crystalline kelp,
But nobody is there
Except for the dangling prisms
That reflect the sound they have just caught.
A yell is the last thing to have,
And I'll be trapped in life's skelp
With none being here
Except for the hanging bats
That were here with me before my life ends.
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A/N: Again two updates today. So, I wrote this poem loosely based on "voice" from my poems by kirkpr19. If you want to read her poems, I suggest you to search her username instead of the story title because there are many people who have the title 'my poems.' Well, do you like this poem? If you do, comment, vote, and share. Over and out.
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