Words give you nothing.
Sentences in nice little lines
give you feeling.
Paragraphs taking up space
give you anticipation.
Chapters fill the spaces left blank
and give you promises.
Books nice and neat give you hope.
Endings the hardest part of anything
take it all away.
When the last page is written.
What happens after the happy endings?
If there isn't a happy ending.
Why?
As the pages turn slowly to ash.
Who is left to sweep up the memory?
YOU ARE READING
Words of a Dead Man
RandomWhen one is lost deep in thought what wonderful things can ensue. Take those thoughts and apply them. The result, literature in it's most raw. Happy reading.
