sonnet #1
The realization of the end began
Once again through the same at your worst time
Your hands stained with ash, you're such a man
Never learning, committing the same crime
Falling once again, it's your choice to dive
Too close to shore, once taste and you're gone
Drowning again, man, I hope you survive
The story told again from dusk till dawn
Like a loop, always the same till the end
It won't stop until it is gone with you
Was it worth the cost? The cost of the trend
On this side, it was not worth the view
Now you're gone, forever lost in the sea
I was not ready, it was you or me**********************
A/N: ABABCDCDEFEFGG format. I guess there is a different meaning to everyone and from my point of view just me. LOL. Cause you know, no one is actually gonna read my sh*t that I write.
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PoetryJust thoughts put on paper that I call poetry and just things that don't make since.