29 January, 2022, night
Strings
Tides of echoes,
Echoes of charm.
Charm of the scorpion,
Abyss of fun.
***
Tied to these strings,
Strings firm and tough.
Tough like the eagle,
Too strong a tug?
***
On towards tomorrow,
On towards the dark.
Allure of the apple,
So sweet, yet harsh?
***
Drawn to cut these strings,
Drawn towards the depths
Depths that lead to drowning,
Strings all unattached.
***
~ End ~
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Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH5 days ago in Critique
Comments (2)
The style and format of this makes it hit hard. Really well crafted and beautifully written.
Very fragmented which makes a big impact.