I never thought it was possible, but now...here I am - sleeping inside this twisted sea creation every single night!

October 2010

Dark room (and my breath in it)

21. october 2010 at 18:25 | Argonna |  Poetry - English
- That was the name of the topic we were given at university - subject Creative writing. And this is what I created:


Night is a witch.
She charms your mind.
Fade from her reach,
you ll never find.

In darkness - blind.
My breath yet calls,
is left behind
in silent halls.

Dragons, creatures, trolls,
werewulfs and the ghosts.
Among these four walls,
somehow I feel lost.

Darling, save me
save, before the dawn,
All you need to do
Is turn the light on.