Here is my entry for Poetic-surge Poetry Contest #1
A formation of skin
Walking endlessly to find itself
Along shores and quiet roads
Carrying heart with a heavy soul
With nothing to feel
Living a life surreal
No turning points;
Nor twisting roads
Silence fills the mind
Realization come to bind
Everything is but;
An emptiness inside
Thank you for noticing my work, it's a great pleasure. God bless us all.
bloggoderps, signing off
