No Respite

Say it again one more time
And don’t forget you have to rhyme,
For in life there is no respite
Even from words, you’ll find I’m right.
 
How could it be that they hold me down?
A couple of letters keep me spinning ’round;
Very often I have found myself lost
Even though in my mind there is no moss…
Now I’ve gone and my way with words is lost.
 
Have you ever gone looking for a story, just one, in your own mind and become lost?
 
Even here in my own mind, I find no peace with so many worlds demanding their turn at the type.
 

This was inspired by the rewrite that Sreejit started of his own Dungeon Prompts, this one is for the Dungeon Prompt: Seeking Refuge. Now that my mind has started on these once again, I find that I am captivated all over again.

This is a good thing.