Vault of Years. A poem.

I crawl the vault of years,
hunched and broken,
bereft and decaying.
Unforgiven and unforgiving,
trapped in webs of deceit,
waylaid in poisonous shrouds.
Are you here to free me?
Or join the gallery?
Come crawl this vault of years
with me until eternity.

 

The All or the Nothing is my first e-book of poetry. To find out how to buy a copy,
click here.

 

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