If I had a year to live
I would not go to class again
I'd find a way that I could help
Without much knowledge, there and then
And if I had a month to live
I would not waste it on my phone
I'd hang out with those I could
Rather than just be alone
And if I had a week to live
I would not stay inside that much
I'd gaze up at the stars at night
Or lay beneath the sun's warm touch
And if I had a day to live
I would not be writing these words
I'd hold so close to those I love—
Hope people visit me in herds
...
I find it funny how I live
Like time's a string to twist and bend
But if I knew when it'd run out
I'd stretch it to its painful end
DU LIEST GERADE
Poems to Leave Streaks of Ink
PoesieAnd I'd rage at the monsters, But that's the task of fools, Who cannot bring themselves to know, Monsters are humans' tools... I write poems like this, just usually longer...feel free to give some of them a read:)
