Descend – Daily Prompt


Swept by the torments of life
She is walking down, crawling
Wild theories and thought ran rife
A lot of things she kept asking
Ignoring the sun this morning
Heart as heavy as a cement
Her mind and soul are aching
Rusty from gloom and abandonment
Sharp pang of regret seared her
Note to herself – prompt so poignant
When she was happy, that was a blur
She needs to believe the prophets
That there is still hope coming
Or else she stays in a rut
That tenderness still exists
That she has to fight and persist
Got to hear her inner voice
Otherwise she’s got no choice
Descending into abyss
The point of no return

For: Descend

Other “descend” posts:
Coming Together

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