A lightning flash across the sky
The silver clouds begin to cry
my clothes are cold and soaking wet
but I don't run inside just yet
if I said I'm ready now
would you show me how
to blindly run through fields, unplowed
until the thunder roars?
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC
Silence is the finest sound
Weaving up and through the ground
Can't you hear that silence scream?
Doesn't it just feel a dream?
It shouts and cries at everything
while I can't even hear a thing.
That song of liquid tapestry
I learnt to test my sanity.
That tune of solid sound,
weaving up and through the ground.
Let the silence sink into bone,
wait for the sound to set in stone.
Isn't this too much to bear?
No sound in the frosty air?
Until it fades fully think back,
on how much silence that you lacked
before embers that rest at sea
tore up your body mentally.
Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 9:32 PM UTC
If I never said
"leave me, go away"
your young locks of brown
would have time to turn grey
If I never made
an awful blunder
your cold freezing soul
wouldn't be six under.
If that truck had swerved
two more degrees west
you wouldn't need be
forever in rest.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 4:19 PM UTC
I'm
still
just
your
toy
for
throwing
around;
You're
still
just a
boy
to
Earth you are
bound.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 3:37 PM UTC