Our Cycle of Life
Take a step
Take a breath
Let it in
Let it out
Walk
Crunch
Rustle
Snap
Eat
Clink
Smash
Gulp
Water goes thru our pores
Let death touch your lips
Take it in
Don't breath it out
Choke
Stagger
Drop
Silence
New faces hungry for you
Hands grab at your sides
Screams don't reach your ears
You're not alarmed by this cycle of life
Trip
Crack
Drip
Dead
Footsteps echo underneath your weight
Darkness follows you like the plague
Truck lights beam in the distance
Closer and closer
Soon tragedy hits you
Boom
Splat
Curse
Blood.
YOU ARE READING
Shadows From The Heart & All Other Places They Hide
Poetry"Please tell me, why does one write poems at all? Isn't it a waste of time?" A child asked me once. I replied, "So we could write meaningfulness to cover up the truth that everything is meaningless." It was the truth, was it not? Cover made by me
