Sep 2021
Two flags flung
Stirring me awake
In the dark side of my coffin
Like a vampire, I bit down
the bottom of my neck
Punctured the skin,
rupturing my veins
I am revived
inhumane,
but still alive
Stirring me awake
In the dark side of my coffin
Like a vampire, I bit down
the bottom of my neck
Punctured the skin,
rupturing my veins
I am revived
inhumane,
but still alive
I have so much words running in my head but I cannot catch them from floating away from me. It has been hard to formulate one line
