Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Lorelay Ann Dec 2014
We are the youth
we are the wild ones
flooding our bodies and minds
till we're matured and
know the sense of life
then come back and mourn
our missing souls
watch us set fire to our insides
your insides, our outsides
and then cry as we burn down
everything, to rebuild.

— The End —