At That Low Point
My mind overcasted with thoughts
with a cloudy chance of depression
A critical condition?
Tropical wave of a mental cyclone
Psycho script of my internal war
remembering happy days when I would smile
as time goes by, my emotion recedes
into hiding, swallowed by my shadow
who am I? Who am I becoming?
Where am I going?
Life has become motionless
an empty shell that’s emotionless
I feel nothing, I feel everything.
This is set the road to the second book in The Unspoken series and will be titled “Twice Unspoken” which will be followed by a novel (working on name for it also I ‘should be’ writing it but you know….). Well I think that’s for now, Thank you and stay cool.
“So many things are possible just as long as you don’t know they’re impossible.”
— Norton Juster
