Where Do I Belong

Where do I belong?

Is it among the poets of great,

Held within this heart of yearn,

Remembered by few, unknown to most,

forgotten by all? 

 

When does the time come to say goodbye?

Does my world turn to grey? 

Will the sun forever set and never give to rise again?

 

The shadow of the day,

Unnervingly waits for the chance.

The chance to turn my world grey.

To never let my sun rise.

To erase my presence completely.

 

Remembered by few.

Unknown to most.

Forgotten by all.

Where do any of us belong?...