"uneverlasting" poems
Grasping for the air in my gasp,
Uneverlasting, all good things come to an end
Water too deep, I cannot reach
I must be glad, for I won't last.
Clinging to the air in my lungs,
With last breath singing, life or death do not belong
Much oxygen, won't come within,
I'm somewhat mad, won't let me last.
Chasing the things unreachable
I'm never changing, yet rearrangeable,
Barrier so thick, can't feel your hits,
I'm good you're sad, won't see me last.
Falling, hoping that it's to soar
Cranium hawling, I don't like, but get more
Air rush through crease, my wings released
Falling to death, can't **** me, yet.
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC
As life passes you by, You see it go
But there is sometimes no way to follow.
You know that things must change.
But your body won’t listen to your mind.
It’s stuck in a cycle of which it cannot break.
You see the time fly and you know that something must be done
But there’s a cloud over your mind
And then, you’re too late.
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC