Left to the Night
A nonet
The summer we met, the world shone bright
Though apart, I felt my heart soar
So close to the cloudy sky
That I failed to notice
The shadows growing
As the sun set
Until all
Became
Night
About the Creator
Holly Nace
Library nerd. I write stories, books, and poems. My poetry delves into the melancholy and bright, the painful and the wistful. I hope my words resonate with and inspire others.
"Tomorrow is too far away
So I will live just for today."
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Falling … falling from a great height is the first memory I have. Followed by waking up to see my chest burst open on a rock, the rough stone covered in strange ancient markings. My legs shattered and limp, and blood gushed all around me. I looked up and saw a face high above, I don’t remember who it was. Just the smile as they looked down on me.
By Savannah K. Wilson4 days ago in Fiction
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Oh no, the brightness turned to dark, sad!