Exeter College (Exeter, Great Britain)
My mind is a cloudy day; overcast,
Swirling with thoughts that will not linger,
But drift; a never-ending stream of words.
Grey- no fire to burn, no light to glow-
No pain, but no joy either-
All cold, all empty.
Ash- with embers of a past life,
Of half-forgotten memories
And long remembered hopes;
I float, in this state
Between existing and not existing,
Between life and death,
Between breathing and drowning;
I choke on dreams,
Burn on a pyre of the past,
Spit blood of wounds that have yet to be made.
People pass me by
But they are no more than shadows;
Charcoal, slate, silver, dust-
They hover and swarm
Obscuring the sun
Filling my surroundings with a cavernous still
That hints at peace, but lies.
And my soul is this landscape
And the land is my soul.
Lilith Foster-Collins is a first year student studying at Exeter College who enjoys reading and writing fiction and poetry in her spare time.