Thoughts, Never Words. (Poetry Collection)

Spinning.

We keep spinning,
The world and I.
She keeps dancing,
With me in her arms.

But she's always span,
Always danced,
Even before me,
Before everything.

She will keep spinning,
And dancing,
After I'm gone.
The world goes on.

So, after I am gone.
Nothing will change.
She will still dance.
The world goes on.

An ant in the universe.
That's what I am.

Nothing matters
Anymore.