Clocks stop and people perish. In the space between seconds. - The Blessed rise with no goodbyes While those on Earth skip straight through time In the space between seconds. - The damned will stay, their souls decay In the space between seconds. - Growth will cease and rot increase. The world will sink beyond … Continue reading The Space Between Seconds
Tag: Narrative Poem
Rainstorm
You know a storm is coming You see it in the sky You try to run for shelter As you know it's nearby Your safety now is futile As home evades your grasp You run towards it but only find The storm now has you clasped You cry for help and struggle As the clouds … Continue reading Rainstorm