Poems from tsqar
Swirling mist encases my feet,
Dark and dreary, it dances in front of my eyes,
Keeping me shut out from the path I take,
I stumble...
The first opus I read threw me to the ground,
And took me to a whole new colorful place
With a candid heroine
Who kept getting into one...
Too early to be awake,
There should be a law against it,
I need my beauty sleep,
My skin will blemish with fatigue,
Beastly dark patches...
When –
the world no longer exists.
No animals, plants or even sound.
All of it has faded with the Apocalypse.
With not even life to mourn...