The night was velvet
Goose bumps arrived
While nails slide across the chalkboards
Habit
Screeching
Everone was reaching
For their eardrums
Grabbin'
And I was sittin in the middle of this scene
Sandwhiched
I took out my note pad
And started scribblin
Some scrabble
And here is what I wrote
In the bibble of my babble
~
The night was velvet
Soft in deep colors
And I was visually drowning
In the sea of misunderstanding
With the rest of the others
They wanted me to describe
The drastic destiny of why
We are all here
And when will we all die
On the last night you remembered
The night was velvet
The touch that affected you different
You felt that moment
The purpose of you being
Was alive in the breath you spoke
And when you spoke it
You said you'd die
When the life around you exploded
I couldn't question the answer
So I answered the question
Life is just a history of lesssons
To test your knowledge of learning
What the gift is
And you've learned
The night was velvet
A soft downey skin
Tufted along the fabric of life in sin
When will this all end
As the goosebumps spark fear
In my head hoping I'm not accountable
For everything I did
I think about all I have read
And hope that it is adequate
But I feel the only thing that I've learned
Is...
The night was velvet
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 12:22 PM UTC
The night was velvet
Goose bumps arrived
While nails slide across the chalkboards
Habit
Screeching
Everone was reaching
For their eardrums
Grabbin'
And I was sittin in the middle of this scene
Sandwhiched
I took out my note pad
And started scribblin
Some scrabble
And here is what I wrote
In the bibble of my babble
~
The night was velvet
Soft in deep colors
And I was visually drowning
In the sea of misunderstanding
With the rest of the others
They wanted me to describe
The drastic destiny of why
We are all here
And when will we all die
On the last night you remembered
The night was velvet
The touch that affected you different
You felt that moment
The purpose of you being
Was alive in the breath you spoke
And when you spoke it
You said you'd die
When the life around you exploded
I couldn't question the answer
So I answered the question
Life is just a history of lesssons
To test your knowledge of learning
What the gift is
And you've learned
The night was velvet
A soft downey skin
Tufted along the fabric of life in sin
When will this all end
As the goosebumps spark fear
In my head hoping I'm not accountable
For everything I did
I think about all I have read
And hope that it is adequate
But I feel the only thing that I've learned
Is...
The night was velvet
