The Rise – Poem

The brightness blinds me
Making me drowsy.

A lullaby of the sweetest tone,
Sang right into my ear.

Hazy visions clear the path,
A dead end lay before me.

Out to get some air,
The rays falls short at my feet.

Thoughts that frighten,
Action that tighten the noose.

At long last we come to stop,
Right where we started.

Photo by Thomas Griggs on Unsplash

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