Watching days go by like seconds,
As the colour slowly fades,
My world is black and grey now,
Won’t the troubles leave today?
Mondays, Tuesdays, Morning, Night,
It blends until my brother’s right,
I am so selfish, I am so vain,
I can never see his pain,
For no matter, how I try,
The horror, still it makes me cry,
For everyday the world gets bleaker,
And death seems not so far away.
But then through all the darkness,
A friend will make me smile,
And all the troubles in the world,
Couldn’t bring me to denial,
That the world shines all the brighter,
When you know that there is black,
And a simple reggae beat,
Can make you dance around and tap,
If you only want to be that way,
Without the worry noon and day,
But knowing I keep feeling tears,
From fears and hate from all those years,
Could I be happy deep inside?
Where times of darkness forever hide.
Well That's my poem. I don't like the ending much... But I'd like to hear what other people think about it. Suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
I'm not that good at poetry, or structure for that matter
