All alone I'm on this set of swings
I am glad and better
Or is all this actually worse?
I accelerate to reach the sky
But fall then twice as hard
No feeling lasts forever
as hard as I like to hold
Only one thing is certain
My future might be unpredictable
But we all die once
For now I swing on
Longing for the moment it's time to go inside
YOU ARE READING
Over my dead body
PoetryThrough Sickness And through Health Till Death, do us part Mostly poems about the struggles of an Illness. Sometimes about love. And rarely, both. Poems can be in English or in Dutch
