Just dirt By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Dirt,
that is all I can see,
weighing heavy upon my eyes.
No sun to cast it's shadows
upon my casket.
No, light will never hit my skin again
No swaying breeze to caress my face,
No star filled sky to look upon,
No mothers touch to keep me sound,
No, I'm left only with the dirt and worms..
What an outcome...
would I have ever thought
this would be my end?
would you?
Having a casket as your bed,
the dirt as your sun, your moon, your sky...
what more have I really lost tho,
besides a human minds to keep me sane.
I'm isolated till the sun decides
it wishes never to shine.
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