There are vast fields of darkness laid before our feet.
Shadows wandering down winding road maps to oblivion.
The shadows create barriers that block golden rays of light from leading lost souls to righteousness.
Souls who weep, walking blindly, unsure of their destination.
They fight the most dangerous war.
The internal war that brews, like trapped heat…mounting pressure.
It eventually explodes and burns everything in its radius.
Destruction continues to expand in the vast fields of darkness and obliterates the winding roads, leaving no path of hope.
Lost souls hang in limbo, waiting to be saved.
About the Creator
T.P Lee
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A Letter to the Firestarter
Dear Firestarter, We can all see you, we've been watching you since you began. In case you didn't know we were here before you and we will be here after. We witnessed your rise, your setbacks, your guilt and your lies. We witnessed you start the fire.
By Donny Foley2 days ago in Poets
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