The Plee

In vain did I attempt to cast them out,
the feelings, the memories, the pain
the joys that made us scream and shout
the sorrow of a gruesome strain

It is a twisted world, to be sure
things are not what they seem
fingers of dark powers lure
us into the desultory dream

Gasping, calling, head above the wave
sinking, panting, ready to resign
needing a hand to hold, someone to save
save the lost soul that is mine

my image


~ K A T H R Y N


  1. Beautiful. I really like the last line. "Needing a hand to hold, someone to save, save the soul that is mine."

    1. Thanks, Rebecca!

  2. this is so beautiful and it just makes me feel that emotion that I can't quite grasp. i love it, your writing is stunning Kathryn.


  3. Oooh! I love this, Kathryn!


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