BURNING AS BRIGHT AS THE DARK
Time will tell when we all die
Tight smiles and teary goodbyes
Climbing over stones to see the next sun
But we die before the day is done
What do we live for
We burn as bright as a candle
Our own flames too hot for us to handle
When the heat touches our skin, we melt
When the wind blows our tall frame, we bend
Our flames goes out, it ends
Time will tell when we all fade
Our footprints gone, all erased
The sand no longer remembers our story
Chapters gone, the valour, the glory
Dieing will be man's greatest folly
Authors note
We were having a presentation in class today and my anxiety made it so hard to concentrate on the speech I had memorized. I started chewing on my pen and the next thing I knew, I was writing on my notepad instead.
The poem feels kinda dark, maybe I'll be brighter tomorrow.