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Bridge to nowhere

Into the void

By Donna Morgan Published 6 months ago 2 min read
Bridge to nowhere
Photo by Ricardo Gomez Angel on Unsplash

Mists swirl

Light dances

A cavernous grey cloud shifts and breathes

The bridge to nowhere

With no beginning or end

What is this place?

Where is this time?

How did I get here?

Is it real?

Waves of fear hold me still

What if I move?

What if I’m still?

Whispers

Whispers

From there

No here

Whispers on the cheek

So close

Yet so far

One step

Stop

The bridge is swirling in the mists

The only point clear is the middle of nowhere

Is there are beginning?

Is there an end?

What's on the other side ?

What?

Where?

When?

How?

Dewdrops settle on my hair

On my eyes

The taste is odd

Where is this place?

How did I get here?

I wish I knew

Am I asleep?

Did I cross into a portal in time ?

Is this a vision of life in another time?

Moving forward

Involuntarily moving

Catching my breath

I can't see where to step

I can only feel

How do I know?

Are my eyes deceiving me ?

Greyness everywhere

Light cannot penetrate

The wind begins to stir beneath me now

Clouds moving in shades of grey

The wind is shifting the light

Is it night or day?

Fear catching as I breathe

Further out into the void

The bridge is clear, I can see my feet

Below a nothingness

A cavernous void

Mist writhes and swirls to the eye

How high up ?

I don’t know?

I'm afraid

The mist swirls engulfing me again

Slowy

Carefully

I tread gently, feeling the roughness under my shoes

Gripping tightly to the wet unevenness of the hand guides

Not breathing

Wait, what was that sound

Is something there?

It's time to get out of nowhere

It’s time to go home

Suddenly, a different foothold

A rockiness

The scent of soil

My corkscrew of fear is beginning to uncoil

A crash

Something flying through

A scream

Wetness on my cheek

A scream releases

Run

Hide

Falling

Falling into the grey void

Landing softly on the bed in my room

What was that?

Where in time?

Did that happen?

I need to unwind?

My heart racing

My life upside down

My cheek wet

Scratched by what?

I will never know

Confusion til this very day

Decades have passed

But the memory does not fade

That’s how I remember it, that’s how it feels

The void of greyness engulfing me

Its was real

The bridge to nowhere

Nothingness and beyond

This is how i experienced the mists of time

This is how I remember it

This is how it feels.

Believe it or not

It is real

fact or fictionFor FunFree Verseperformance poetry

About the Creator

Donna Morgan

I am a lover of the mystical the magical and the spiritual.

I write to help others awaken to their awareness of self by interpreting feelings or deeper insights others may not know how to voice

I love to write it is my soul's work.

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