Poems from alyxgrey
Every day the sun shines brighter.
Every day the birds sing louder.
But to me, every day is dark and mute
because
every day, I have to live...
When I hear the pitter-patter
on the roof after a long sunny day, I
think. I think about what it must be like
to be a raindrop, or even...
I think about it quite often,
actually,
how some people can't even afford a coffin,
to bury their loved ones in.
He eats; he sleeps.
He jumps; he falls.
He thinks, but can no longer recall.
It moves; it beeps.
It can write but not read.
It is the mean...
The bark booms,
the trees sway.
His head zooms,
he tries to go away.
He can't move,
but he can't stay.
He's constantly trapped
inside his...