





(I know that last one's from your old account but still.)


Autumnal TreasureTime moves on day by day,
Months pass,
Seasons change,
Summer, spring, autumn, winter,
Each dies and is born anew,
Bearing gifts on its way through.
Winter with an icy chill,
Howls menacingly in the ear,
Killing the soul,
Depressing the view,
It moves on slowly,
As new hope draws closer.
In comes spring with grace and promise,
The chill lifts,
Life awakes,
British rainfall,
Easter toothache,
Both manage to ruin the image,
A season of hope and beauty,
Viewed only through rose lenses.
Summer lazily raises its head,
Holiday-makers take to the road,
Sitting for hours going nowhere,
Others laze in a garden chair,
Too hot t

A World Benath, A World BelowSitting beneath a canopy of green, white and pink I rest,
Its heavenly scent creeping down from above,
Its intoxicating tendrils embracing me as I ease in summer's paralysis.
Before me sits the great mirror,
The dark fluid holding many mysteries in its infinite depths,
Yet the surface reveals only the here and now.
The longer I gaze into this inky pool the more intense its hold over me,
Deeper in I'm pulled, my soul draining,
Merging with the dark portal lost within the deep catacombs of the underside.
Far from reach I desperately attempt to cling onto the above,
Alas it is too late.
As I plunge forever down the icy coolness ebbs

HomeHome.
The place you return to after each hard day.
The little haven offering peace and warmth.
Its happy aura and promise of security,
tempts us to enter its open mouth.
Not for me.
Home.
The place I return to after each school day.
The cold, grey box of false promise.
Its depressed expression and run-down eyes,
makes me wonder why.
Why do I enter?
Each day,
greeted by razor-sharp tongues,
belonging to harpies screeching day and night,
lashing me constantly with their voices,
driving me to misery and despair.
The sun sets,
its hopeful glow vanishing under creeping darkness.
With the darkness comes a veil of fear.
Uncertai





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