eccedentesiast [poetry ☘]

➡battlefield

My imagination took me into this gloomy and mysterious place,

As if demons surround this woods full of menace;

I walk through the bunch of leaves, falling from the trees.

That rustling sounds as I took a step,

That cold sensation in this breezy night

And the darkness that swallowing me like a falling kite.

I let my feet take me somewhere-wherever this path leads me.

I looked above, at the canopy of trees as the moonlight falls into me.

I finally reached the end where the secrets are hidden;

It's a vast blue sea with majestic waves,

The singing birds, the dancing trees, letting me free.

I fight the demons, win over them,

escaped the battleground

And calmness was found.

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