There is no right or wrong
We live in a fog blanketed over our eyes
Only to speculate reality and lies
Trapped divinity in tangled realms
Can't you tell
As questions pace at mind's cell
To and fro they shimmer keeping us in doubt's song
Like shadows of memory that belong
YOU ARE READING
Poems of the soul
PoetryThe Freedom Awards 3rd Place!! There are different thoughts swimming in my head that can be hard to voice. I find writing them in a fluent form helps my inner soul.
