"You are at the end of the story"
No I'm not. The story will go on forever, live in my head, inspire my pen. It will be told a million more times after I hear it. The story will forever light a star, convince the Sun to rise. After all, who ever heard of a sunlit day without stories? They're us. They tell our journeys. Our ideas. They show the human race at it's best and worst. They'll live forever. The story is never over.
Not really.
YOU ARE READING
As The World Falls
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry. I've been writing since I was nine years old. Most of it is actually about me. All is mine, unless said otherwise. Please vote, and comment.
