Cold
Dark
Dreary-dank
Daylight drizzles
Warmth fades
Souls whither while wondering—
What is this
life?
Why this
moment?
Will light ever return
and make meaning
of
this?
CREATIVE CATACOMB
A POEM
Cold
Dark
Dreary-dank
Daylight drizzles
Warmth fades
Souls whither while wondering—
What is this
life?
Why this
moment?
Will light ever return
and make meaning
of
this?