Spirit

A Poem by Ebb and Flow

So false this hope that I fell back to earth,
so true this lie that has broken my spirit.
From dawn until dusk I hide in the shadows
watching, waiting.
I wish that my spirit mend and come back to free me.
Time and space cease to exist, as black hours adorn my chained spirit.
Holding on too tightly I wish not to let go, but I must.

© 2008 Ebb and Flow

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Tate Morgan

A deep thought for sure and a deep fear losing ones soul

Posted 15 Years Ago

Justin Tobey

Beautiful and flowing. My only critique is that the word "spirit" began to feel overused. Consider using a synonym in some places such as heart, soul, etc. Other than that, it's wonderful! Good job! :D

Posted 16 Years Ago

Mysty Rayn

Sad, sweet, lovely. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 16 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Added on July 28, 2008

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Ebb and Flow

Milton Mills, NH

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The names Krystina Michelle Walters Poetry is one of my soul passions in life. Without its passion I wouldn't understand the beauty of the written word or that beauty of this world. "Words have.. more..