The Order of Good and BadA Poem by Rose BlackI’m not sleeping now. The time keeps getting closer To the place it should never approach. Minutes pass by lie seconds. Counting down how long I have To do absolutely nothing.I’m not sleeping now. The time keeps getting closer To the place it should never approach. Minutes pass by like seconds. Counting down how long I have To do absolutely nothing. When you’re pulled into A place, a time, that you Don’t want to be All you can do is sit back And watch. The cream will unfold, Stories will be whispered Over plastic cups filled with The finest crown royal. Welcome to the world Where the best dressed Pay to converse, Where the poor depend on good will. Thing has turned from Great to worse, all depending On the order in which you see it. © 2014 Rose Black |
StatsAuthorRose BlackPittsburgh, PAAboutMy name is Rose, 17 years old, American and Canadian, trying to find a place called home. more..Writing
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