Wander through the barren bones,
the empty sockets, the rotting limbs.
Stumble over forgotten memories,
empty promises, stolen dreams.
Watch your step as you wade through despair, avoid hopelessness;
it will wait for you there, pounce on you there, wrap it’s arms round you there.
It will drag you downwards, keep you there, trap you there, lose you there.
So edge past the brick giants,
their hollow panes,
walk along the desolate lanes.
Dont run, they’ll know.
They always know.
~ Jodie x
The Blighter’s Rock has me inspired, so I thought I would try my hand at poetry.
This is the first poem I have ever written outside of school. It’s not good by any means, but its ok.
I’m not particularly proud of it but I gave it a go- it could be worse.
I would love to know what your thoughts are!
Constructive criticism is not only welcome to this post, it is at top of the guest list.