I know I am better than I was before.
I know that I have gotten over the biggest obstacle.
When my skies darkened,
My eyes blurred,
The room felt cold,
And I couldn't hear,
I didn't want to stand up again.
But I did.
And I am better now.
So why?
Why did my skies stay dark?
Why is everything still blurry?
Why is the room still cold?
Why can't I hear?
I'm standing now.
So why?
YOU ARE READING
Random Poems
PoetryI always think of the most random poems when I'm bored. Some of them are actually good, so it would be a waste if I didn't write them down. I also think of them when I'm upset.
