Day 3 — The valley of the shadow of death

foggy road

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The other ones were simple play

Us, though, for real in ev’ry way

Hurt brings life to shadow of death

you walk, not talk, with silent breath; our growth at bay.


Mind in turmoil, throat has a lump,

Our future can’t end o’er a bump!

It wasn’t that bad — or was it?

Obsessing turns into a fit, mood takes a dump.


O’er the months, the pattern was seen

You were merely toying with me

Pins and needles, a nervous wreck

Ill intent to every trek – lord over we.


4 Comments Add yours

  1. Shuku says:

    Oh, how very familiar that feels, and how beautifully written.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. msjadeli says:

      thank you for your kind words


  2. iScriblr says:

    Beautifully penned!❤

    Liked by 1 person

    1. msjadeli says:

      thank you, glad you like it 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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