it's not that I want
everything
to end
my time here
hasn't been all
that bad
but the corners
of my shallow existence
are rusting,
corroding away
slowly;
if the world
ended today
I wouldn't mind
dying.
- but it goes on.
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the blue and the solace
Puisia poetry, thoughts and an excerpts collection. - #8 in poetry - #2 in poem
on and on.
it's not that I want
everything
to end
my time here
hasn't been all
that bad
but the corners
of my shallow existence
are rusting,
corroding away
slowly;
if the world
ended today
I wouldn't mind
dying.
- but it goes on.