Ebon melancholy fills my mind again,
Chills my blood again.
Listlessly, I gaze into the dark,
Into the flickering shadows,
Pulsating with my heart, devouring the light.
Shuddering, heaving sobs wrack my body.
Even the darkest night shall end?
About the Creator
Catsidhe
Pronounced Cat-she: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat-s%C3%ACth
Anonymous by necessity,
Vocal by choice.
After the Storm
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
By Mark Graham7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Until it doesn't. And then may there at last be peace.
Everything has an end. Loved your Acrostic!
Amazing acrostic!