Up she swung.
Down she also swung.
I befall-
The world to you
Brought
another gift for vanity
Paid is my crystal it's
Vein covered
Pure as blood
If I can recall
It's called ruby
Junk is also called treasure
So I'm not sure if it's valuable
Just like my life
Awaiting for something valuable
Jail isn't the best place to wait for it
Laps over so etching
Called judgement
Ask nothing
Push all of it
And give me all the words you've ever LOVED
(and please don't say my name)
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Poetry...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is... If you just smile, You'll see the whole world. Now just smile. {Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
