#WritcoPoemPrompt96
You made a beautiful remark in a powerful whisper.
Taking my hand and taking me into the darkness in search of a brighter tomorrow.
I'm holding them, I'm encasing them in my arms.
Never giving up to my dreams being devour
once a path is before my eyes
I find a way to capture one's sight
Who would have thought these hands could get slippery and lose the grip of a great fortune
I now have lost the path to my dreams
Grasping my way back for the lead
I fall in the darkness because I had lost the sight to see
© shanita