Alright, this is made with words taken from my poem "Soft Glow" and yeah. The words I took are:
shining, shadow, tonight, haunt, loneliness, torch, forest, air, lack, ocean, dismal, chill, hurt, too long, crime, try, and fought.
Here it goes!
The darkness of this forest is only broken by the pale glow of my torch tonight.
I wander around this dismal darkness with a thick air that haunts my lungs. I try to see through the sheet of loneliness that this place has thrown on me, but I've been here far too long to be able to shake it off.
In the distance, the sound of the ocean can be heard, but I don't bother to continue chasing it. Of the many years I've fought to find that safe haven among this land of shadows, I'm just walking in circles.
But the lack of any safe place for me sends chills down my spine. I can't remember the last time I saw the sun shining, or any living creature besides myself.
Thinking of how I got here, I just can't imagine any crime that would be punishable in such a torturous way. Of course, with my memory practically wiped at this point, who knows? I may have hurt someone more than this land hurts me. In which case, I deserve every bit of this.
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Life and Its Discrepancies
PuisiThis book is filled with poems from every range of my emotions, from when I'm super depressed to when I can't be happier. I don't know how long I'll keep this thing going, just know that it covers a bunch of personal things that may be considered a...
