Time compressed into a book, filled with hundreds of pages
Describing a life from birth to death
Between every moment and word that has been said
A read filled with mixed emotions, rollercoasters of feelings
I wish to be able to skip, but life doesn't work like that
Maybe if it was truly a book, things would be easier
But days still write words on a page
A place in your head that stores memories
Good things come to an end
Sad chapters written, tears forming
But it only lasts for so long
It's just a page, it's just a chapter
The book doesn't have to end yet
There's still so much more to write about
Pretty sunsets, the taste of ice cream
The beauty of life that still exists
YOU ARE READING
Time to Fly
PoetryTime to Fly is a collection of poetry that I wrote about my own thoughts and feelings. I hope this will help you find comfort and make you not feel alone in this journey called life as we go through our struggles together. Includes mixture of poetr...
