The Unwavering Sinusoid

by icreepdecadently

It all stops here,
Keep your head up dear,
Its up.

why wont the merry-go-round go round
why does the door squeal?
particles implode,
colours mosey, heavy as Lead,
is it Me or is shape
really just
Dead?

Well why don’t you ferry out?
Go play in the fields?
The frolicking fields burnt down to ground grey.
The ecstatic sea wasted away.

It all starts…..
Where?