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Resting Place

by Laura Lann 4 months ago in sad poetry
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Emotional Ponderings

Resting Place
Photo by Marcel Knupfer on Unsplash

And oh if I break,

What will this world take?

If I fall and stumble,

Where will I land my tumble?

I whisper secrets to the moon,

To the stars I dance and swoon.

And my mind trips on crooked eves

Holds me ransom to twisted thieves

Of joy and light

In a bleary night.

And I laugh as I fall to the weeds

Giggle as sorrow plants it seeds.

My mind is long lost and shattered,

Frayed away, torn and tattered.

Here I lay to rest in the dirt,

Buried now with my hurt.

sad poetry

About the author

Laura Lann

I am an author from deep East Texas with a passion for horror and fantasy, often heavily mixed together. In my spare time, when I am not writing, I draw and paint landscape and fantasy pieces. I now reside in Alaska where adventures await.

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