What if everything falls apart?
Your room with suddenly a hole
A hole you couldn't imagine in the first place
Blood coming through it
Necessary to escape
To keep living
Before the room is filled with blood
Drowning otherwise unavoidable
Choking on the blood
No future to live
Only death looking into your eyes
A death not created from nature but from people
Not neccesary to exist
The hole is only the beginning
A whole wall will go out
Only because the neightbors need expansion
The cost doesn't matter
Only more space
Unlikely the only reason
The blood can't get erased
Blood sticking to the walls
Not forgiven or forgotten
A sacrifice not worthy to be made
Beautiful, nice people..
Gone
Turning the brightness of the world to a lower level
Every life counts
Don't made to be played with
If you aren't happy with the world it doesn't mean everyone needs to be unhappy about it
Let everyone live their lives
Everyone has their bad and good side
That doesn't mean both sides needs to be used
It's possible to live in a world without different levels of oxygen
It's possible to be happy with small things
No room expansions needed
Bigger things doesn't mean it will also create more happiness
The only things that matter is the love you give everyone
And the love you get from people
Nothing more
Just that
- Author: Black hole ( Offline)
- Published: February 25th, 2022 19:58
- Comment from author about the poem: Lately busy that keeps me from writing😶 Maybe not the best writing but it helps me give my thoughts a place. A place in a special way. Reactions are always welcome, positive and negative.
- Category: Unclassified
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Wicked imagery
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