poem 5

So what do you do when it all falls apart?
Do you crash and burn, do you break your heart.
It like a tornado brushing through a town.
Complete silence, not a sound.

But when the sunshine comes out, is it all over?
Nobody left around, just a barren land.
So it seems, we’re all alone in the world.
What do we show for it, Just sad broken self?

When life gets thrown upside down.
Pick up the pieces and walk the other way.
What may be in your arms yesterday
Wont be here today.

It feels as through the worlds drowning.
Everyone feels like self loathing.
But what happens when that’s not you?
How can you get back up to surface when you’re
At the bottom and theirs no air left in your lungs.

Natural disaster it really is.
Saddest face you’ve ever seen.
A broken heart, no soul left.
Ripping at the seams.