Fantasy, Freestyle, Nature, Poetry, Writing

Memories of Myth

Deep within a forest Lined with crimson trees, There lies a deep cave Stretching for miles and miles, Lit from the glow of gentle crystals, It goes on and on

Dark, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Crimson Prison

Photo by Andy Buckley on Pexels.com In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I am confined Here, silence reigns, An empty space For the condemned to stay Darkness casts over all, Leaving nary a sliver of light In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I stare at towering walls Within them, I see those Who… Continue reading Crimson Prison

Emotions, Freestyle, Poetry, Relationships, Writing

Cold

I feel as if I'm caught in a blizzard, Vision obscured by translucent tears, Body shivering for warmth, Sinking into the deep snow, One step at a time