Sometimes...

Sometimes it seems the world revolves in a rythm,
Where we see light after we;ve spent our thoughts in our chasm.
And to let one thing end to let something else begin,
But scarcely is it letting something begin just to witness one thing's end...

And btw, these are just random thoughts that come up when I try to make poems/raps. Lol I'm not emo, I'm brown.