Desolate Ones

Posted on September 29, 2015 by Helen

Image credit: Phatic-Photography

We are the desolate ones
Left behind as debris
We cling to walls
Where all is peeling, peeling away
We haunt such hallways
As strangers never seek to walk
In empty rooms we are ghosts
Left only now
To haunt ourselves
And nothing more

We are the desolate ones
Heaven will not yet acquit
Our gathered sins and let us in
From smoother passage are we barred
We stumble blindly, clawing walls
Till even our abode is scarred
By all that we have been
And now by what we are
We haunt ourselves
And nothing more

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.

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