Poetry weaving through life, love and relationships.
I am naked and colorless,
cold, brittle, insignificant
Protected you from the suns’ glare
Provided a breeze, sung melodies
You will remember me once my beauty is restored
Until then, I must face the cold days alone.
My life has gone by in the blink of an eye
Looked around only to see all I could have done is done
Dreamt too long
Sat back, said I have time
I’ll do it at sunrise; played until sunset
I have tomorrow
Someone had the same idea
Someone stole my glory
Someone was living, while I was deciding
All I could have done is done, done, done.