I saw a poem today, it was about a person with a dark heart, pitch black, one I can't see and I read and read until the end, it was so flawless, so relatable, and at that moment my eyes were opened, it doesn't matter who we are, it doesn't matter where we were, it doesn't matter where we as humans are going. All that does matter is we are here for nothing we are all die, no one lives here on purpose, if we all knew this then maybe just maybe no matter how big you are you alone cannot change the world but if one person can prove me wrong and if more and more people live by this then this world would be a place to be accepted into.
YOU ARE READING
My poetry, my work
PoetryI saw another person write a poetry book who I'll give credit to when I find out there name but thank you from the bottom of my heart.
