Agony Scolds A Wretched Soul
@Keola12 (820)
United States
September 13, 2024 9:15am CST
Climbing up mountain tops to reach Pinnacle salvation grants, my hand scraps against bleeding rock.
Tears rain down, burning my cheeks with mocking salt.
Resonance combs my wounds, clinging to hope with tight grip.
Agony scolds a wretched soul.
Thunder cackles from above. Lightning strikes me down, wicked winds carry my limp body, and crash it against cruel intent.
© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2024
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@sallypup (60790)
• Centralia, Washington
23 Sep
May I ask for the genesis of this piece? It's quite evocative.
