I felt the world blow upside down,
What once was the sky began to drown,
And as the waves stay up afloat,
I may have found the moon a boat
I felt the world come to its end,
A warning from the stars was sent,
The orbit stopped, the seconds too,
The sun grew pale and burned to blue
And as the world, I turn to leave,
I give you poems, so need not grieve,
Now as gravity pulls me high and high,
My last words were "goodbye, goodbye"
YOU ARE READING
Paper & Ink |#Wattys2016|
Poetry"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
