Time crept and killed us
Amongst the bushes of elderflowers that grew
And they only did this painfully
Because we're young
And it's easy for a flower to look awayMaybe because in their time
They could manage to grow
And never smouldered
Or struggle to bloom
No one ever gave up on them
Or cut off their ends, means or life support
I do not know what any of this is but it came to me
Perhaps for a reason perhaps not
Time will tell
When its not smouldering near bushes
Or creeping up on innocent minds
YOU ARE READING
Shit rant poems
PoetryThere are so so so many typos and one day, I'll fix them all.....maybe