Teetering on edges fleeting,
My sanity close to meeting
The granted expectation of ages past –
Understand the world beyond the laugh
Come to me,
Come to me,
Come to me – Now!
Understand the world that bows
Goodbye to a fleeting dream,
Running on empty steam
Help me now to
Understand
The world
That is
So
Gently
Fleeting
This is one of my favourite poems that I've written and the more I read it out loud the more it grown on me. The way it sounds is really fun and I made it shaped like a spinning top which it is loosely based off.
