The mean streets
Chew you up
Only to spit you out
Stolen time sold
For a mere memory
Of bliss
Souls traded for
Black market prayers
And synthesized
Heaven
Hollow life marauds
Scarred pavement
Searching
Liquid mercy
everlasting
Dreams,
And spare change
Spirits broken down
By the wayside
Held up by
Cinder blocks
Sanctuary
Under yesterday's
Times
Silent now
Where souls used to
Stand
Life graffitied
On the walls
By skeletal
Hands
I try not to look,
Cover my eyes
Truly hoping
To awaken
From a world
Lost in disguise
Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 2:38 AM UTC
The mean streets
Chew you up
Only to spit you out
Stolen time sold
For a mere memory
Of bliss
Souls traded for
Black market prayers
And synthesized
Heaven
Hollow life marauds
Scarred pavement
Searching
Liquid mercy
everlasting
Dreams,
And spare change
Spirits broken down
By the wayside
Held up by
Cinder blocks
Sanctuary
Under yesterday's
Times
Silent now
Where souls used to
Stand
Life graffitied
On the walls
By skeletal
Hands
I try not to look,
Cover my eyes
Truly hoping
To awaken
From a world
Lost in disguise