Dichtende Designerin

Sadness seeps out of my pores

I grieve all the friends I ever lost

To illness and ignorance

My heartstrings play in dissonance

I asked for a glass of water but

I didn’t realize you were drowning in the ocean

I couldn’t reach your lonely island

My wish was just a drop in your emocean

The world cries when a poet dies

Who will see the beauty in the mundane?

Who will write about the silent moments enjoyed in nature?

Who will read between the lines of our conversations?

Believe me when I say

The world is a better place

Because you are part of it

And when you need more space

Don’t stop the world and get off