The Grey

Help me meet

my soul again.

I’ll be alright

in the end.

The panic sets

inside my arms

I feel embrace I

do your charm.

Thank you of

such high esteem

I am at times an

embrace of heat.

Damn my mind,

it soar I wail out

of this skull I do

feel fear, doubt.

Rapture me love

I sit still here now.

In grey I filter the

grey in my cloud.

I traveled far in a

youth I hold dear.

I in my heart see

the liquid so clear.

The grasp of bottles,

that touched belly.

My eyes are full of

joy to compel me.

Down I sat the shot,

where err I was lost.

Fear of a night long

lost at great cost.

A rope has called me,

I’ve peered into wells

where I thought not

of a destination hell.

The doves rise in

your sun-lit eyes,

and drown clouds

of a past I despise.

(Image: Pinterest)

6 Comments Add yours

  1. WildHeart says:

    Beautiful! 💕💕💕❤️❤️❤️

    Liked by 1 person

      1. WildHeart says:

        Most welcome, sir!

        Liked by 1 person

    1. Many thanks my friend.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. eob2 says:

        You’re welcome 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

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