The Empire

By Elisabetta Smith, TIWP Student

in just a minute
watch my empire fall to the ground
pick up the pieces
turn back around

and i don’t know what to say
i guess nothing’s really gained
if you forgot all of the pain again

and i guess that i was wrong
and all that i have is gone
and maybe we can meet for coffee someday

i don’t know what to call it
but i’m feeling so exhausted
and the hourglass has one grain of sand
and i just keep having memories
in the places that you met me
i guess at least it’s not as bad as back then

camping underneath the stars
all my memories felt far away
and it was late but i was wide awake

i don’t know what to call it
but i just want to feel wanted
maybe i should be in a different place

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