Poetry blue- collection of poetry

The world seems to stand still,

And I sit at the end of the Earth in anticipation.

Waiting for the planet to begin to spin again.

What I call 'normal' to start spinning, to return.

I feel my heart sadden as I remember the change,

I know in my soul... I just want things like they were.

I want normality to come running back to the world.

In a furious manner that brings me peace.

I need normality to flow into the world,

Like a beautiful ballet dancer on a stage.

For this silence,

This absence of peace- feels like torture.

I just want normality.

Please... give me normality.