Thursday, June 2, 2011

The Mist




Awake without seeing
I walk through the darkness of my own imagination
Lost amidst a sea of dreams and broken promises
My hand reaches out into the unknown
Searching through the mist of uncertainty
Grasping for what once was but shall never be again
My mind wanders through the mist
No destination no longing
Just vastness, emptiness
Point of no return as life slips through my fingers
 I watch it fall and I wonder
Was that really me
In the mirror stands a stranger
Fractured by the shards
Broken but complete
Come it beckons
A siren that I willingly follow


Another 100 words from me @ Velvet Verbosity 
the prompt this week was UNCONCIOUS

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