had done outrageous decision
uttered down their misconception
deceipted their boon companion
putting an end to initiated fight
they would run as they might
the sounds of their agony circulates
tortured by their own miscontrue
having life of a remorseful prisoner
pleads for mercy on their knees
spare them from the choices of life
**** or be dead
Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 4:52 AM UTC
I'm fine
but I often grieves
for the lives of
people that got lost
somewhere
between the horizon
I watch as the dark
takes its flight path
covers their line of sight
allowed them to trust
only from the sense
of feelings they have
their hands touches
the bricks one by one
a wall that seperates
them from the sun
to the other side
of the world
Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 4:32 AM UTC