Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
the world is on fire, but i am at peace. the situation's dire, and this year was so bleak. who knows what twenty one will have in store? will this virus be done? will we go to war? whatever awaits, i'll be so okay, passively accept fate 'cause i am unphased by trudging though days that are just as grey as those filled with rage, as those filled with pain, that always lit my way.
0
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 9:23 PM UTC
peace
the world is on fire, but i am at peace. the situation's dire, and this year was so bleak. who knows what twenty one will have in store? will this virus be done? will we go to war? whatever awaits, i'll be so okay, passively accept fate 'cause i am unphased by trudging though days that are just as grey as those filled with rage, as those filled with pain, that always lit my way.
TheMaelstrom
Written by
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 9:23 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem