Poems from AlexB
Words just flow
From my hands
To the screen below
Writing about sands
Maybe about a mask
Or perhaps a road
A terrible task
Or a water that...
How can I hope
To learn
To cope
I cannot even discern
We fight fire with fire
Although we know it is dire
All burns
And we never learn
To stop this pointless death
Where was I
When it all ended
Where was I
When this world had been expended
I can't take any more of this
I will fall into my own abyss
I don't know what I will do for a living
So stop asking
I'm not even close to...