I can't see how this will end.
Maybe it will never end, or it all will end too soon.
The dread within me spreads like a wild fire.
I don't know what to expect,
but than again,
If you expected the unexpected,
is it still the unexpected?
No, I seppouse not.
I can only hope, I won't be alone when it comes.
YOU ARE READING
Me, you & them
AcakI wanted to share with you my short poems so I'll be posting them here.
