Gone to soon
Gone to soon are the creators
Of masterpieces
Leaving behind all their lasting art
But really their effect on us individually is the hardest part
We Look back on when they were alive when we used watch them thrive
At least from we what saw anyway but who are we to say
We knew nothing of their inner battles day to day
And the amount of substances used to numb it down so they could appear okay
All we knew is they did their part and showed us their art
All we know is what they left behind
Whats they left of them selves
The pieces we see on our screens and on shelves
But at what cost?
Look what was lost
Gone to soon
Gone to soon
YOU ARE READING
more than what we leave.
PoetryA poem that was never truly finished, part of it lost forever...