You stand in silence// At its apex// Alone and lonely.
Waiting on baited breath// For whispers in the wind.
No pillars of community to guard you// Shadows eager to consume you.
A test of wills// Decimated// A test of determination// Extinguished long ago.
Its cold and dark where you stand// waiting on baited breath.
Drowning in cold sweats// Hot tears.
Anticipating the pouncing
Skirting around// Clinging to edges and walls.
Still seated upon your apex// Baited breath slipping// The air silent as ever.
No whispers// No guarding pillars.
All flattened in its wake// downed like forest fire.
Cold and lonely// Hot and alone// Stranded and struggling.
Waiting with baited breath at the apex of it all.
About the Creator
Ria
An aspiring writer- My first time being a open book.
My poetry is emotionally driven and my short stories are widely inspired. I hope you find something in my collection that tickles your fancy. Thank you.
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