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Washed Away

Updated: Apr 18, 2023

Darkened and roasted to the bone

Feverishly figuring it out as we go

Behold a time when I didn’t feel

Stings of anguish


Deadened and forgotten

Amidst a pit of fire within

Fervor turned to ash

Beginning again and again


Tis poetry hour... I am flowing through life at a speed unknown to me. Fleeting moments pass by the windows to my soul. The rain gives me company tonight and I am called to express myself here. Big changes have occurred for me, personally. The future is looking brighter and brighter as the days unfold. I turn my focus within to reflect on what's next in my adventure. Or, maybe I should just let the current take me.

 
 
 

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