Trapped in a world of moons and stars.
Worry and doubt
at every turn.
Paths that lead nowhere;
and streets with no homes.
Void of light.
Yet no darkness there.
An emptiness lingers,
It steals the air.
The breath I breath
leaves no mist.
No trace of life,
or kiss of death.
The coldness here,
there's no compare.
Yet warmth I still feel,
throughout my bones.
Some say it's limbo.
Some say it's hell.
Others say it's my imagination.
But, for now...
No one can tell.
Maybe I’m crazy.
Maybe I’m not.
Maybe they're right.
Maybe they're wrong.
I teeter on the edge of Galaxies;
trapped between the light and dark.
Things of utter silence,
and a world so loud.
I think it's Life,
but Death sounds so real.
Its unseen,
yet I see it all around.
It’s a feeling of peace,
and one of fear.
A song of remembrance;
Yet the melody’s unclear.
But it doesn't really seem to matter.
There’s no words
that can describe exactly what it is.
It’s a mystery.
This Life and Death.
Trapped between the Unseen,
and the Seen.
So crazy I must be.
Unless there’s truth,
to what’s been told.
But so far,
It’s just me,
in my made up world...
Or is it at all...?
Emilyann
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Worry and doubt
at every turn.
Paths that lead nowhere;
and streets with no homes.
Void of light.
Yet no darkness there.
An emptiness lingers,
It steals the air.
The breath I breath
leaves no mist.
No trace of life,
or kiss of death.
The coldness here,
there's no compare.
Yet warmth I still feel,
throughout my bones.
Some say it's limbo.
Some say it's hell.
Others say it's my imagination.
But, for now...
No one can tell.
Maybe I’m crazy.
Maybe I’m not.
Maybe they're right.
Maybe they're wrong.
I teeter on the edge of Galaxies;
trapped between the light and dark.
Things of utter silence,
and a world so loud.
I think it's Life,
but Death sounds so real.
Its unseen,
yet I see it all around.
It’s a feeling of peace,
and one of fear.
A song of remembrance;
Yet the melody’s unclear.
But it doesn't really seem to matter.
There’s no words
that can describe exactly what it is.
It’s a mystery.
This Life and Death.
Trapped between the Unseen,
and the Seen.
So crazy I must be.
Unless there’s truth,
to what’s been told.
But so far,
It’s just me,
in my made up world...
Or is it at all...?
Emilyann
Thanks so much, Emilyann! Want to hear more of what Emilyann has to say? Follow her on
Instagram: @emloveall44 Or her Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/EmilyLoveall97/
.Want your poem featured on my blog? Just email me [email protected],
and I'll get back to you as soon as possible. -Unique :) (commonly known as Luna De Nova)