Composure

November 21, 2008. Bored. Waiting for school. Felt inspired. Short, I know. But whatev.

The walls are melting around me

The sky is seeming to shatter

The streets are falling apart

How do I maintain my composure?

 

The trees are turning to goo

The oceans are silently disolving

The fires are being snuffed out

Somehow I have composure

Reviews

[God But Better]

the end of this was lacking my dear lovely i feel you blunt ending takes away from your imagry

[Tina Kline]

This is a really powerful poem. The imagery was very intense.
A very compelling and interesting poem and I realy
enjoyed reading it.

Tina