Cascading Down

Down the bleak cascade,  I see something wither,  Smaller and Smaller,  It comes and goes past  Down the hurricane, As time flows,  Nothing remains constant.  I feel as if the world is something similar,  Nothing remains as is,  Everything shifts,  And with time comes becomes bright again,  Hope I see something another,  Until then,  All…

Broken

Life crumbles every day,  Maybe for a second or a year,  No hope to be seen from afar. I can’t see anything,  I try to,  But I can’t.  My hope crumbles  As I lose everything. My family, my dreams, my desires,  All of them are broken,  Crumbled to the floor one by one.  If only…