Dawn is breaking.
I wish dawn was braking.
I need time to rest.
Because I am breaking.
How can a day go by so fast,
When you're praying for time
But you drop it and it shatters.
And the sun will be rising again
Yet if you spend all day watching the sun
With no one else around
Nothing to do
It will feel like dawn will never come again
Or each day
I could take a photo of dawn breaking
And write down what I feel
For 10 years
It would feel like ages
3,653 photos of the sun
But one time I sneezed
And I lost 10 years of my life, like that
An hour spent waiting
Feels like you're lost in an abyss
Your heart rate three times as fast as each second. And each heartbeat comes slowly
But an hour spent mindlessly scrolling
Is gone in a flash.
If I do plan to capture dawn every morning
I have to please ask her dearly.
To be kind to me.
She never helps me out.
Some days I wish would slow down to a halt.
But others
I just can't wait to be over.
And I can see dawn again
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Apart (19)
PoesíaBroken in two. It's better than broken into a million But at least then I could make crystal rain with all my tiny broken parts Rather than be torn into only two pieces. And see the heart break on both sides.
