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My Earth, My darling


My darling, your days are numbered and your skin is boiling,
My darling, We are the parasites that plague your sand-colours surface,
My darling, your lakes and ponds are rising,
My darling, you are getting shorter and becoming greyer,
Hello, can you hear me?
You struggle and scramble and desist
Sweetheart, you are looking pale,
where has your mouth that feeds you water gone?
Sweetheart, you are looking fragile,
where has your stomach that feeds you food gone?
Sweetheart, you are looking depressed,
where has your heart that feeds you happiness gone?
Sweetheart, what has caused this?
Please, recite my name?
You yearn and sit silence
Honey, you can’t walk anymore and your hands don’t feel,
Honey, you can’t speak anymore and your shoulders are droopy,
Honey, you are too malformed and your clothes aren’t green or blue,
Answer, or say goodbye?
You are in pain and strife
Sugar, I cannot help you,
Sugar, I am sorry about this,
Sugar, I can feel your pain,
Your highness, goodbye

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katiestrawberry

High Schooler at Queensland Academies of Creative Industries. I love spoken word

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