A disaster struck
on a journey; which seemed
to be the journey
of my life.
It kept me awake
more than anything, such an experience;
a one from the darkness that you shouldn’t remember,
but you’re forced to.
Out of nowhere,
magic builds up.
I am religious only at times,
but now I shall follow lively.
No other bad memories compare
to this leaving of the next greedy void,
the next abyss,
but then,
I feel my soul flourishing
in a pool of brightly coloured flowers,
the softness my heart experiences,
and the warm duvet coddling around my body,
which shall last a lifetime.