Deep And Dark

• Jasmine Relouw, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2007

The door is shut on all my dreams

Nothing but a blank black room

Staring down the hall of doom

Something awaits me of what I am not sure

Beautiful faces fade away

For what expires is gone

I have lost my way

Sweet essences have become a stench of nothing

As I move slowly backwards I have found everything


Jasmine Relouw
09/03/06