Ethereal Soul
In a nebulous lagoon The penumbra embraces me. Long passed is the time of soon; I’m as ethereal as can be.
You see, you didn’t notice before, Ignorant to my locked lips and hollow eyes. And you walked past the abyss of my core, Blind to the mask I devised.
It’s too late to repent, I died long ago. You’ve only found what’s left Of an ethereal soul.
~s.a.
















