Change

An addicts mind is a curious place. Let me guide you to the sky on vines

It may be more than enough

But I’ll keep trying

To satisfy

And ugly sunsets

Still end a beautiful day

The tides shatter

Though the sea is slow

If I drift away

Please let my father know

That his child found serenity

That his child found home

Now burrowed deep within the greens, I reside

I am gone, but still alive

Humbled by the tress I climb

Splinters, bruises

My scraped hands

Prove I tried

Say I can

As the west turns to the east

I find change collapsed at my feet

Desperate and Begging

For me to see

We were bound by destiny

Reviews

[Angierosey]

Lovely.Lovely. Lovely. Lovely.
Mom

[Lorry]

Softly spoken, poignant words, perfectly captured. Thank you for sharing.

[Kera219]

This is so deep I love it

[hi]

i think this is the only poem that describes a sunset as ugly,
but yeah i get what you mean,
i like this poem