Distant

This reflects the way I felt a time when I was restless and upset.

And blood dripped from her eyes as she lied still in a lonely silence. Holding on to her arms. Whispers and screams pushed at her throat but never broke the barrier that concealed them. Darkness consumes. And so she sleeps, and so she sleeps.

Author's Note

What is your personal interpretation of what this poem is about?

Reviews

[Nicky Wilson]

Really good wish there was more though :) keep writing !!!