The world is falling,
I can see the cracks,
The stars are collapsing,
Showing people's dreams in their dust,
The sun isn't shining,
The moon no longer gives the hope,
That the darkest of things,
Can shine very bright,
The pieces of my home,
Are falling into a sea of space,
Every simple pleasure the desperate had,
Is being stripped away,
I'm here to witness nature's destruction,
It didn't have to be this way,
If they had only listened,
To what the lonely had to say,
Nothing is invincible,
Everything can fall,
If no one bothers to care,
I guess that's why I'm falling,
And the place I've left,
Is never coming back.
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.
