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Parker Trea Apr 2017
I wonder where my body will go
After my heart stops beating;
Hopefully floating somewhere away,
Away from these feelings that are slowly fleeting.

I wonder if I can live a life so enriching,
So simple, pure, and true:
Reaching a place beyond perfection,
Learning to grow, smile, forget the feelings of blue.

I wonder if I can love another
With every last bit that I can give.
To guide each other through this cluttered life,
Give them feelings, help them live.

I wonder if anyone will remember me,
If I’ll do anything of real importance at all.
If I can change someones’ life for the better,
But right now I’m feeling really, really small.

And often times I wonder who I will become,
Who this person is that everybody sees;
My body keeping up with motor skills,
But my mind lost somewhere in the trees.
Parker Trea Apr 2017
Multiple shades of blue and green,
And all the colors in the spaces in between.
Piercing, soft ,and slanting eyes;
Warm ones that match the seas and the skies,
But when I woke up next to you
The greens were blue;
Tinted moons of a different hue
Revealing a whole new you.
And sunlight will hit your face,
And bring me back to a past place
With warm winds and baby chins.
They’ll never change
Though will the place, season, or age.
All I see are colors of you,
And I hope all you see are colors of me too.
You’re shades of green;
Ever changing and beauties of this world you have seen.
You’re variations of blue;
Same color, just a different hue.

— The End —