I need to set me free,
To open The door and let me out…
I need to find my ground
In place of no gravity.
Vast emptiness surrounds me.
I stretch my arms and legs
And try to reach to walls,
Or floor,
Or ceiling,
Attach myself to something,
But nothing’s there.
Place full of fog and fear.
And there’s light ahead,
But Which way is Ahead,
I know not.
No signs,
No colour
And no sound.
Just fog,
And stillness,
And fear…
Comments
wow..this is beautiful! id be honored if you added it to the fog group :)
Thank you so much for your comment Christopher, I will.
Your words paint pictures
:-)
Thank you for your comment Riyllan, much appreciated, and watchlist.
– Tatiana R
You are sooooooooooooooo welcome
:)
THESE WORDS SHOW THAT INNER MATCHES OUTER. BEAUTY THROUGH AND THROUGH! THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR SOUL. I HOPE THAT MY WRITING REACHES SOMEONE THE WAY YOURS REACHES ME.
Thank you for sharing these thoughts Andromedae :)
Wow Tatiana! Great words and image. Beautifully put together.
Love the poem and the image is perty sweet too!!!