Poem by Ashley
This world is harsh,
leaving us abandoned
with this winter in our hearts,
broken souls floundering,
trapped in icy fear
of the demons and shadows
that linger here
We are caught,
snagged in a web
that keeps holding us down,
the cold weight on our chests
stealing away our breath
And, yet...
still we fight,
pushing through this darkness
to find the light.
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The Dwellers Post Issue No 3
PoetryThe time between winter and spring, humanity lost in sorrows, -spirits surviving. The drought of rage is now up to us. The Dwellers Post edition includes works of different genres, illustrated narratives in fiction, creative nonfiction, short storie...
