The hill

Temperinghawk98 By Temperinghawk98, 17th Feb 2017 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry>Tragedy

The hills, some are mistaken they are
others call them as they look, but no one searches to see whats truly below.
Death calls for some but not all others get lucky in the sea of misery

The hill

I live in this sea of unhappiness
Feeling left with thrill from the hill
That casts its shadow long across the plains of land
This hill, old and grey. Used to look beautiful and full of life eons before
Each one who looks at the hill is engulfed with fear and sadness
Almost like a lonely old man slowly on his death bed
the hill is unlike no others
It seems to be alive
As it ages throughout the years
It slowly withers to oblivion
I for one live by this hill and sometimes hear it cry
Others say im crazy, exept for the ones before me
This hill is unlike no other
Like its love left throughout the nights
One can relate and so can I
This hill sad and lonely i can relate
As no one visits me afraid i will slay
Day by Day my life grows weary
Till i hope for the day where it depletes
i feel my heart stop as my last looks are to the hill
I see it wethier and began to fill
Red orange liquids combust from the top
Killing all that surround from the bottom below...


Death, Death Of Loved One, Old, Poetry, Volcanoes

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author avatar Temperinghawk98
I'm a male who mainly writes poems and shorts stories of sad or depressing feelings i've felt over the years.

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