Are we diamonds?
Or shards of shattered glass?
Overhead the ominous clouds pass
Reminder of time yet to come, alas
In the face of adversity
The tests of thunder you admire
The situations that turn dire
Death itself and Hellfire
You soldier on, unshivering
Will you live, will you die?
It doesn't matter? You lie
When will you stop? Be my ally.
Are we diamonds?
or shards?
YOU ARE READING
Revèuse
Poetry"Everyday we prepare a face, to face the faces we must face." TS Eliot this book will never end, it's a way for me to keep pieces of me safe.
