Is this any good? I personally don’t think so. But. . . for some reason the concept is close to my heart. Let me know what you think.
Poem 218 of 365 –
Is what I remember hearing you say
I stared at the wall, feeling dismay
Even though the rule won’t last.
First hour I sat
And watched the hourglass drip away
Anger sifted though my brain
As I heard a wicked laugh
I saw a mass
Of darkness come around the bend
Bubbling and fizzing I couldn’t see the end
And wrought the forbidden task
I grasped a rod
From the fireplace (that was cold)
And did the reverse of what I was told
I disobeyed God.
The wall shattered
A figure running towards me (you came)
Disappointment as you asked why I didn’t wait
The wall didn’t matter.
It was whether I trusted you to get me out.