I was nice to see you again.
I was hoping to let somebody in.
Once an ocean in a drop
And now simply a drop lost in the ocean.
It hits like a hurricane
And leaves me wondering
What could have happened
That you would want to start this storm?
And what reason could I have
For dancing in it in this moment?
Because I want to see you again,
But how do I manage
Without letting the whole river rush right in too?
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PoetryAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
