Change is a thing that slowly occurs
but mostly at the ends of the earth.
As change pass me by
I remember how it felt for you and I.
Change can come like a storm,
and tear your life apart,
but sometimes change comes to
change your life for the better,
and all the hatred slowly flutter.
But as I stood
while change passed me by,
I remember what you said,
and I slowly for the last time
called you mine.
YOU ARE READING
things said and done.
Poetrysome of my poetry is in this, it's not a book. Most of the poetry in this book is from my depression phase.
