Have you realised how dark these stars are now?
They are burning out,
It has been a journey its true,
But thier is nothing left to do,
We have learned and we have lost,
Bearing invisible at what cost?
These two years are almost four,
And when it ends there will be no more.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018
Poetry©2017 By dallywinston1738 or Annaka Logue or Annaka Marie ||All rights reserved.|| ||Plagerism is punishable by law|| These silent thoughts were stuck in my head. Wanting, begging,pleading to be let out. They never ended up becoming more than a few...
