VISUAL PROMPT

Without describing exactly what you see, write a story, poem, or descriptive paragraph which conjures this image.

The Stalactites In My Soul

Time stopped for me that November day But the world carried on instead While little shards of delicate ice Filled the void inside my head The weeks have passed and I’ve tried to find The warmth to thaw my mind But the cold and emptiness persist While I’ve cried and cried and cried A multitude of paths I’ve walked To try and find my way But promised trails soon turn to dust So I retreat to where it’s safe I try and try and try to break The stalactites in my soul But those mighty pillars formed from grief Have taken a powerful hold But know I’ll find the sunshine It just might take a while The maze of ice will melt away And once again I’ll smile.
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