GONE:
The human stands with the ship,
never ready to get launched to a place of the dead.
he remembers the sweet petals of his life,
and the sunshine comes back
but not for long.
As the dirt road commences,
he sees it wind away, a snake that's too long.
He watches the planets pass by,
feeling the loss consume him. The emptiness growing large.
His feeling washes away. The ice devours.
Finally he looks in the mirror. A face of the dead stares back.
The bones ivory against the black in his heart,
return his unwanted face, missing his past life.
On and on the days go. The ivory clearer and clearer.
He never desired to reach this destination.
Until he lands.
And realizes he belongs in the place of the dead.
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hi! so it's been like 5 min since the last one but i was
just copying and pasting them from my 'poetry portfolio' (lol)
anygays, welp
how was your day?
(i say to the nonexistent people reading this)
thanks~
<3
