Unknown

When Things Can't Be Explained

By SprilPublished 8 years ago • 1 min read

The breeze that pulls past me is light and swift,

As it plays it's eerie music I begin to drift,

I linger into a world unknown,

As I enter this kingdom of mysteries,

I get a chill through every bone,

I feel someones presence near me,

Although this is something I can not see,

I don't know if it's stalking me or just walking by,

This place,

This strange presence,

Is not natural to the human eye,

Then that would classify myself as?

Am I some kind of immortal spaz?

I've never shared any of my poetry written over the years to many people. I understand everyone is a critic but I hope some like my work.

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Written by Spril