The gate

poem by: Chris Cleverly
Written on Sep 10, 2017

Bring us closer, nearer to the flame
blow out that light and pass the only gate.
follow me to the dark place of screams,
escaping hope....
you'll never find those thing's

 

Tags: Sad, Depressing, Pain, Dark, Fear,

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Braverman waltz commented on Sep 10, 2017 at 6:19pm
I sit on throne for time has gone,and no more have I to gain,for mercy is leaveing through the gate again,takeing love and burning flame.
Robert Kohlhammer commented on Sep 16, 2017 at 9:55am
Almost like an incantation to not think but just do. Feels like the fantasy genre, very atmospheric.
Chris Cleverly commented on Sep 28, 2017 at 8:45am
Thank you for reading Robert

 

 

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