The sky is coming down
With every tear and every frown
With any shrinking of sound
That dares to be bold and bear truth
I only remember the sherbet hues
Of that last sunset I spent with you
And the light I thought I'd never lose
That light I should have held onto
The rest have seemingly misplaced
The memories I so desperately chase
Of that light and that sound just in case
You happen to remember them too
But if you could if only for me
Try your best to live happily
Even if things occasionally go to shit
A smile is a good way to make the most of it
So if you could if only you please
Pull up at the seam in between your cheeks
Never give in and never say die
Just help me to hold up the sky
- Author: Noah Malice ( Offline)
- Published: January 23rd, 2019 17:56
- Comment from author about the poem: Don't you wither
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