Reblogged from Thoughts from the Outdoors:
Scared within the morning gloom
deep inside the shifting greys...
My soul...
My life...
My energy lost...
Buried in the starving mist...
Further down my throat it slides...
A bitter pill that I must choke...
Jagged!
Vile!
shredder of souls...
Consumed within the hungry mist...
With fear comes hope, and fear again...
Though pointless it may be...
Icy!
Spicy!
All consuming...
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