It's difficult to write poetry
When the world feels like
It's at a standstill
Yet so much is happening around me
My feet are glued to the ground
Leaves and cat hair stuck to my shoes
I fiddle with wormholes in my reach
Old golden leaves sucked through a portal
It's quiet outside today
The asphalt a new design of quick sand
Grains of sand using its own gravitational pull
Yanking me into darkness
Eyes of my creations watch my tower
My palace crumble on the horizon
Clouds of dust mocking my imaginary
Reigns of control I desperately grasp for
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryI'm really bad a poetry, but I hope you enjoy! :) The poetry gets better, that, I can promise.
