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Jun 2020
i haven’t thought about that the earth and i will one day be entwined and entombed in each other’s arms. while we’re holding each other tight, one of us or both of us will be reduced to cosmic dust. a substance so fine it’ll get lost in time...while my body had breath was anything truly mine? or was it just His design to eventually make my soul and His creations bind? maybe all that time i was simply stumbling around blind, not knowing what i’ll find, perhaps it’s a sign i should step out of line and continue to be kind because this world is slowly turning ugly and it’s layering with grime. but why? why do we have to tell lies and why do we have to commit crimes? you could fix the things you say you hate so much if only you just tried...then maybe the stars would align and begin to shine but the world isn’t perfect and some of us won’t think changing is worth it. maybe “perfect” is a hopeless idea and we just don’t deserve it. what is perfect? we won’t ever get there but we can get close we just have to earn it. perfection is deception and our minds are infected, we’ve all been affected but don’t completely reject it because love has been detected so do the world a favor and spread it...before you and ground grow more connected.
Written by
Trinity Rivera
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