Lost

As I stagger towards these eroded shores,

Fog creeps out from unknown pores.

Phantasms appear and they circle me.

Creatures born of wrath and cruelty.

They cackle out as they get near,

And I fall back in paralyzing fear.

Your specter glows so bright,

The ghostly figures fade from sight.

You spared my life, though yours is lost.

Absolution came at a cost.

Though I am lost perpetually.

I know one day you’ll return to me.

Published by Jesse Breck

Jesse has been writing for over 15 years. He runs CopyThat. A website that offers his skills as a freelance writer. View all posts by Jesse Breck

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