The sleeping Earth
All is darkness
There is no worth
in the sick and worthless
The sickly crone
lies in bed
There all alone
as good as dead
All is darkness
There is no worth
in the sick and worthless
The sickly crone
lies in bed
There all alone
as good as dead
(I haven't written one of these in a while. So, it's probably not that good. Tell me what you think. If you believe I have potential, then I'll keep writing until I have surpassed the dark romanticists of the past. If you don't, then I will quit writing poetry and strive to become the greatest marine biologist there ever was!!!!!)
