Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
From dusk until dawn.
I will always miss you in the morning.
From the first yawn, until the last yawn.
There will never be a same morning.
As I live every day with caution,
I ask that you give me the eyes of warnings.
I ask that you give me the hands for soothing.
As my life is craving for greatness.
I wish to rectify all my mess.
Let my deeds give me no stress.
As I walk on this broken glass.
I see myself clearly in a broken mirror.
Why can’t I see myself in a good mirror?
I am however thankful that my imperfections
Make me a perfect human.
As I make mistakes that I learn from when I’m young.
These words are beginning to take form in
My tongue.
I am however that different human.
Who just wrote his eulogy in poetry.
As hip hop artists would say this is another regular
16.
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 8:04 AM UTC
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
From dusk until dawn.
I will always miss you in the morning.
From the first yawn, until the last yawn.
There will never be a same morning.
As I live every day with caution,
I ask that you give me the eyes of warnings.
I ask that you give me the hands for soothing.
As my life is craving for greatness.
I wish to rectify all my mess.
Let my deeds give me no stress.
As I walk on this broken glass.
I see myself clearly in a broken mirror.
Why can’t I see myself in a good mirror?
I am however thankful that my imperfections
Make me a perfect human.
As I make mistakes that I learn from when I’m young.
These words are beginning to take form in
My tongue.
I am however that different human.
Who just wrote his eulogy in poetry.
As hip hop artists would say this is another regular
16.