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Jan 2014 · 794
darkness is a friend
Zoe Mize Jan 2014
playing in the windows
letting go of the hope in heart
never letting the lights start
and darkness doesn't seem so bad
it seems to be a friend.
Jan 2014 · 415
In
Zoe Mize Jan 2014
In
Yes I know that you're torn
and Yes I know that we may not work.
But this isn't serious.
No this won't matter in the long run.
So please just take the moment to love.

Forget about the girl that ruined you,
and I want you to move on.
I wish that you could see,
but You're blinded by hurt.
So let the love in.
Just let me in.
Dec 2013 · 496
A Violent Piece
Zoe Mize Dec 2013
**** the tears.
**** the world.
And most of all,
*******. YOU
Dec 2013 · 615
Doing
Zoe Mize Dec 2013
I feel it,
like my body is on fire.
I feel you under me dying skin.
I swear you are lost on me.
I was your one and only,
and I used you.
I abused you.
I ******* you over.
And for some reason you stayed.
And now as I am no longer blind you stand beside her.
Slowly,
oh so gods be forsakenly slowly,
I move forward.
And with this new boy I find myself drooling and dumb.
I cannot talk to you, though.
No to my best friend.
He's a danger.
He's new.
He's an ***.
But I find myself drawn in.
What am I to do?
Dec 2013 · 401
Untitled
Zoe Mize Dec 2013
Sorry you don't like me
Sorry you don't like me
But I'm not interested in what you think you mean.
You're not the Goddess.
You are no God.
You like to think that I should bow.
But I doubt you know me.
I doubt you know anything.
Fact of the matter,
I know you don't.
Fact of the matter,
I want you gone.
In all of my years I've not cared less for one person.
Get the hell away.
I am so done.
Nov 2013 · 460
Die for You
Zoe Mize Nov 2013
I have to like her,
though that ring breaks my heart.
Though her smile makes me angry
and your laugh makes me cry.
This knife on my skin
it doesn't know the trouble I'm in.
All it knows is how to end the pain.

They don't know how it feels
to love you.
They don't know what it's like
to be torn in two.
And I don't like the feeling of my heart breaking
into two.

My father starts to yell,
"what're you crying about?!
Don't you know you've got it
better than someone else?!"
He doesn't get why my eyes are down.
My heart is swollen.
My veins burn.
My emotions feel like fire inside of me.
I can't get it out.

They don't know how it feels
to love you.
They don't know what it's like
to be torn in two.
And I don't like the feeling of my heart breaking
into two.

For some reason I need you.

When I get down
I call on you,
because that's the only time
I'm brave enough.
I'm more scared of dying
than to speak to you.
But it makes it harder to let go
on my own. . .

You don't know how it feels
to love you.
You don't know what it's like
to be torn in two.
And I don't like the feeling of my heart breaking
into two
for you.


I'll die for you.
Really ****** depressed lately. Sorry, loves.
Sep 2013 · 467
Just friends
Zoe Mize Sep 2013
Daylight through open curtains
Sunlight through shards of glass.
Sweet smiles and love in our hands.
We could be more,
but we settle for just friends.
Sep 2013 · 330
follow me
Zoe Mize Sep 2013
follow me,
down.


follow me quietly,
into the sun.


follow me desperately,
my child of darkened love.
Sep 2013 · 537
Isn't Love
Zoe Mize Sep 2013
It got warm outside at night
and the feeling of rushing air feels so right.
No matter what you say you know it's true.
You can move on if you choose to.
I know how it feels to stand there in your shoes.
I've stood there before, stood there with you.
And I know that it is hard to let go of love,
but I'm not really sure that's what this was.
Because days spent in bed,
fingers running through your hair,
the words in whispers of lust,
missing school and not giving you up,
and nights spent in agony.
The yelling and the screaming.
No, I'm not sure this was love.
Let me down softly,
why don't you?
Take me high,
and drop me like rain.
My heart is with you for so many reasons,
and you never came.
Tell me now what it is you want.
Tell me, now, why you care.
Tell me how,
how you can think of me
when all you ever wanted was her!
Because days spent in bed,
fingers running through your hair,
the words in whispers of lust,
missing school and not giving you up,
and nights spent in agony.
The yelling and the screaming.
No, I'm not sure this was love.
No, I'm not sure this is love.

You're at my back door,
begging to come in.
To sit down and talk.
I want to open up,
I really truly do,
but I can't.
This has to stop.
This was never love.
Though I thought it was.
And you saying such sweet things now doesn't make what happened any better!
Love is fallen
into the deep dark pits.
Never go after it.
This is what happens.
This is love.
This really is.
Love is a shard of glass
begging to pierce your skin.
Aug 2013 · 1.4k
Abandonment (3 a.m.)
Zoe Mize Aug 2013
It's 3 a.m.
I'm feeling cold.
It's dark outside.
I'm getting too old for this.
Then again, are you ever too grown for abandonment?
Being left behind in the darkness of night.
Being left alone with nowhere to call home.
And when you're on your own it become so clear that no one cares.
No one matters but you.

It's 4 a.m. and I know where you are.
It's 4 a.m. and you're in this room.
You're in my bed and in my head.
And I know what this feeling of guilt is.
I let you down onto broken glass.
I let you down and the wall fell so fast.
Now you won't speak to me.
Now you won't talk.

It's 5 a.m. and it's time to wake up.
You're eyes wander but don't touch.
I know what you are thinking right now, 'cause I'm saying it out loud.
It's time to go.
We're getting too old.
And you and I both know this won't work.
Though it hurts like hell we can't keep pretending.
Our love left so long ago.
It's time to part ways now.

So, it's ten years later.
There you are.
You said you never wanted children and that left its scar.
There you stand, a little girl holding your hand and a woman smiling at you both.
She's beautiful.
You're beautiful.
To be honest, I never let you go.
It's 6 p.m. in the garden in the square.
I'm crying my pain and you can't see it.
I know you don't see me as you kiss your bride.
And by the time I get over this abandonment I think I'll have died.

It's nearing midnight.
I want to die.
Jul 2013 · 318
Claryss
Zoe Mize Jul 2013
Say what's on your mind.
Say what's in your head.
Tell me what's wrong and tell me what's there.
I know you're broken.
I know that you're hurt.
I know she's still there.
She's in your head and in your heart.
Doesn't mean that love will tear us apart.
Claryss in the room.
Claryss in your thoughts.
No matter what you say this is breaking you apart.
And I...
I want you to know that everything is okay with me.
I know that you don't find comfort in that.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Claryss in the room.
Claryss in your thoughts.
And I can feel her breaking my heart.
She tore you to pieces and left you for dead.
And now I know, though I don't know her, she's in my head.
Jun 2013 · 353
Pain
Zoe Mize Jun 2013
One step to the solemn light
and one foot in that beam of falling darkness
is all that is needed for one more heart to heal
and no one needs to know that he feels
and no one needs to know that she feels him
No one needs to feel the light on their skin at noon
or the beam of the moon at midnight.
Because pain is just as in the mind as happiness.
But 'tween two pain is real and happiness is lost in the battle.
And between the two happiness looses to sadness.
Pain is the fate of the light and the fault of the darkness dwelling.
That which dwells in my soul.
That which dwells in yours.
A divine darkness.
A feared light.
And the light and dark become equals.
In the end, no one wins.
In the end, we all find pain.
So here is- *pain
Jun 2013 · 352
On Her Own
Zoe Mize Jun 2013
Once Upon A Time there was a little girl
and once upon a time I was a little girl.
Running 'round to the sound of the breaking glass
as the champagne spilt on the floor.
And I danced to the sound of a lost girl
who was raising a child on her own.
And I ran with the sound of a half grown boy
that was raising a child all alone.
Help was offered for a price
but they didn't have the payments.
And no one knew that that little girl paid a price of her own~
May 2013 · 443
So Go
Zoe Mize May 2013
I lost my way a long time ago
I lost my heart when you went home
I found myself in your arms and in your skin.
Don't ask me how to fight
I don't know.
Don't ask me how to cry,
Becasue I don't remember now.
I am numb and broken
So far past bent
So far past heartache and unpaid rent.
Once upon a time happens a lot
But the happily ever after seems to not.
And no matter what you say my heart still breaks.
So go...
Before my heart turns to ash in front of you.
May 2013 · 474
Go Free
Zoe Mize May 2013
I'm letting go
I need to move on
I need to be free
And, yes, I need to fly.

I'm not a caged bird
I don't have wings.
I don't have feathers or black eyes
I don't get to take to the sky.

But I can get into my car
I can take to the highways.
I can move faster than you.
Yes, my Ford is old, but your Chevy has broken down.

My heart is closed and gaurded by walls.
There is no way for you to get it back.
Can I express to you that I no longer care?

Feel free to let me be.

I'm going to drive down to the Alabama coast
I'm going to pick up shells on the Gulf Coast shore.
I'm gonna dance with a boy that I won't have to think about changing his mind.
I will let my feet sink into the sand.

I'm not a caged bird
I don't have wings.
I don't have feathers or black eyes
I don't get to take to the sky.

No, but arms can carry me in the waves
I can move with the currents and not get dragged under.
My legs can move me running on the shore.
I don't have to worry because all my worries fall.

So, please, by the gods, let me be.
Let me go free.
Accurate to my "love life" only a little whiel ago.
Zoe Mize May 2013
broken hearts and broken glass
we are left with mason jars full of acid whiskey.
oh
such a pain. such a waste.
such a poisonous taste.
nothing left for me to say.
You are nothing in a grander scheme of things
but to me you rule the world.

I know she's great to you;
I know you love her, too.
You'd never say it, but I know.
I know becasue they told me
you said it would last.
but I know it breaks your heart,
even though it's passed.
Time says so much.
not to waste our time.
If it's not meant to be, that's fine.
That doesn't mean I know what to do
Because for so many reasons
I'm in love with you.

At times we're perfect
Like a picture of a movie scene.
And then you think how I've hurt you.
that feeling stings
I have sung many songs of I'm sorry.
But there's nothing I can do.
Even though I'm in love with you

If you love her,
go ahead and love her.
I want your pain to fade.
But I know I do.
I love you.
No amount of pain or time will change.
No matter what you feel in exchange.
Do you love me?
Is that feeling still returned?
Or will I have to learn to move on?
I broke you!
Bent you to the point of break!
I ruined what we had and I can't say thanks.
Because I don't know if you love me back.

You two seem to be the best.
Yes, I hate her fully,
Why don;t you see that now?
I know she's not to you a face in the crownd.
And though I've caused you pain.
And though you've broken me too.
Darling, I'm in love with you.
May 2013 · 283
DOWN
Zoe Mize May 2013
down

down

down

the world fallls
                  down
and the world is dark and the world is cold
and it falls
            down.

darling dance and don't fear falling
                                                    down
don't be scared to fall
                                 down

down

down

down

And Life Can Be easy.
All You Have To Do
Is Not Be Afraid To Fall.
Don't Be Scared To Go

*Down
May 2013 · 336
Change Me
Zoe Mize May 2013
You are not the only one left.
I know how you feel.
I can'ttake it back.
I can't say that's it,
but I know what lonely can be.

I've been lost before.
I am lost again.
I know what I can do and what I can't in the end.
I have lost a fight,
And I have lost a war.
i have lost myself before.

So don't think that I don't understand.
I may not always be your kind of man.
I feel it in the bone and I feel it in the dust.
Yes, I know, that the gears will rust...

But sometimes it's worth it
to fall down.
Sometimes it is wroth it to dance arround.
Sometimes it's worth it to lose yourself,
Because sometimes it's about somebody else.

Lost myself, I have.
Lose myself, I will.
Dance and bound is my soul and will.
Don't think that freedom comes free.
Don't think that a life cannot change you or me.
Apr 2013 · 359
matter
Zoe Mize Apr 2013
he is here
i feel him now
i know that he is watching
and i know he is disappointed
i feel him ask me
i feel him breathe
i feel him want me
and then i feel him turn

and so he walks away
he goes from me
and that is how it happened
my life no longer mattered
Apr 2013 · 414
In Their Cage
Zoe Mize Apr 2013
Heavy is the sound of running.
Running is the blood of mine.
No one can know what is coming.
The words must not be said!
The cage must not be broken!
The Titans must not escape their prison!
I cannot! I cannot!
I must stay here!
Quiet and lonely with my fears!
The Gods must not know!
The titans must stay!
From this path I must not stray!
Oh the pain and the harm is nothing to these!
The pain and the hurt that I cause thee!
And no little cut or bruise or ache can ever remove the three, for they are there and there they must stay!
For the Titans must stay in their cage.
Apr 2013 · 414
Wytche's Dance
Zoe Mize Apr 2013
She rolled in on burning tires.
Her eyes dark and devilish.
Fire blazing- burning bright.
A Wytche's spell shall bind the night.
So shallow the pools with the pearl on the surface.
The glaze of light the finds thy eyes.
And the Wytche's spell is in your mind.
The dark and light shall bind.
The life of the Gods and the light of their minds.
The Wytche's spell shall cast tonight.
The Wytche's words you must recite.
The Wytche's dance must take flight.

The Wytche's love
The Wytche's light
The fallen wood
The darkened sight
The hallelujah of the song
The dancing flames go on and on.
Getting ready for Beltane!
Zoe Mize Apr 2013
I told her what I wanted.
My darkest flying dreams.
I told her what I needed;
That all was not as it seemed.
And I waited for her to say "okay, I won't tell a soul".
But she never said it.
She said what I had told.
Now they all know.
They know my little secrets.
The cat lost it's tongue with simply a word from me.
That cat and her tongue.
Like death with a voice.
None of her business.
Not her choice.
Maybe the cat should be for supper,
or maybe breakfast in the mourn.
Down, little kitty, this is a war.
She needs to learn not to tell my business to people... Never trusting her again.
Apr 2013 · 314
I'm Here
Zoe Mize Apr 2013
Take a breath, slowly and softly.
Know that I love.
Know that I would die for you.
Take in that breath, knowing that I'm here.
Mar 2013 · 412
In the Earth
Zoe Mize Mar 2013
The goddess in the earth
the love in the wind.
I know that the world winds
and I know I may not win.
I feel the great waves
as they hit me on the shoulders.
That is how the day began.
That is how the life ened.
That is how the life was born.
Mar 2013 · 461
D.J.P
Zoe Mize Mar 2013
I don't always know what to say
and sometimes that's not so okay.
But we both know there's love in the hearts.
We both know that we care.
The wind sweeps your hair a bit worse than mine
and all we can do is smile and wait.
Your eyes make me smile
and your smile makes me laugh.
My heart starts beating faster than the rest.
That scruff on your cheek is so nice to feel against my own.
So let me remind you again.
I love you.
Mar 2013 · 365
Midnight Walk
Zoe Mize Mar 2013
Let all the dreams say
            Goodbye...
                       By all the light of the stars
                                         Let all the love of my heart take wing in the dawn.

For shame do I go.
        With shame do I walk away.
                               But never again will that happen.
                                                             Never again will I leave your side...

And darkness is broken in the midnight cave.
                           In light of the lanterns we walk away.

                                                                          So we'll walk away.
                                                                                                                                                   *Together
Mar 2013 · 398
Leaving Life
Zoe Mize Mar 2013
It's so cold inside.
I can feel the ice break
and I feel the earth quake.

I know without a doubt that you hear me when I cry.
I know how to die.
And yet, the unknown is fine.
And yet, the hate is sublime.
I know that music is unsung tonight.
And I will go to the light.

That which is not spoken can still be heared.
It's not about the word in the end.
The emotion- devotion- is the winner in mind.
No matter what this won't change.

I know without a doubt that you hear me when I cry.
I know how to die.
And yet, the unknown is fine.
And yet, the hate is sublime.
I know that music is unsung tonight.
And I will go to the light.

And finally in the cold and dark,
I will show you my broken heart.
A letter in the chest.
I'll wear my best dress.
I will do my best.

*Leaving life.
I wrote this for my boyfriend. I am not being over dramatic, but I'm trying to let him know that I do understand... <3
Feb 2013 · 333
Nothing
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
My tears brim over
I know nothing else to say
I will enter night
A poorly written haiku.
Feb 2013 · 232
Untitled
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
My tears brim over
I know nothing else to say
I will enter night
A poorly written haiku.
Feb 2013 · 308
Just for the Night
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
Check yourself in, but just for the night.
I know of a creature that sure likes to bite.
His name is well known, but I dare not speak it.
Stay inside or you just might meet him.
And in the glistening night I know you'll hear it.
His voice will call to you and take your spirit.
Come to me, child. Come closer now.
And with no thought you will recieve a mark like no other.
You would not believe that in the darkness you will forget.
You will surrender your heart to the man.
So, when the black of the world falls, don't forget your wake-up call.
Welcome to our hotel...
Feb 2013 · 303
Untitled
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
i know that it's okay
and i can feel that it's alright
but why is it that i am still lost on the bright side

to be honest i like the dark
it's peaceful and kind
and like a phantom once said
all lies in the music of the night

so tell me if i'm wrong
or say it if i'm right
look me in the face and say it in the night
Feb 2013 · 610
Tattoo
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
A mark on your chest-
with spiraling strings and flowing ink-
says so much in just the right way.
The tinsle like beads
and the halos of black
tell your story upon your back.
No words are needed,
yet are there if you choose.
I know that they say what you want them to.

That bloom on your arm-
in red and gold-
is opening always and never will close.
The strain of your muscles is easy to see,
and the way you feel comes easy to me.

With that one simple dip
and with one simple touch
your body will forever say too much.
I was looking at a friend's tattoo and this came to me...
Feb 2013 · 394
The Pill (was taken)
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
Will he drink it?
the poison that he was given
Will he speak to me?
in the voice that holds no emotion
Will he look at me?
with his dead eyes
Why is he so sad?
I know the pill was taken
Why can I not help?
I know I could do something

But it's depression and worse.
His tears keep coming.
He pulls away sometimes.
And others I go unacknowledged.
My hand trembles as badly as his.
His sobs come out quite and fast.
I know he doesn't want me to see.
It makes me hurt.
It makes me cry.
It makes me angry.

But I know the pill was taken.
So will he drink the poison?
Will he never say "I love you" in his kind voice again?
Feb 2013 · 327
Please do
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
Light the fire.
Please do.
Let the smoke fill your lungs and let you not come back.

Pull the gun from the holster.
Feel free.
Shoot the deer- feel the rule of three.

Cast your line in the pond.
I want to see the sharks.
They'll circle and pull you under.
Feb 2013 · 434
The Children
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
Walking round the oak
With all eyes on me.
One breath in before the casting.

Earth- ground me
Water- give me wisdom
Fire- give me energy to do what is right
Air- come into me; you are my breath
Spirit- Goddess's voice, bless these children.

The wind is swirling around me.
The voices are calling my name.
I hear young ones crying.
Asking for equality!

Earth- ground me
Water- give me wisdom
Fire- give me energy to do what is right
Air- come into me; you are my breath
Spirit- Goddess's voice, bless these children.

Men are dying.
Children crying.
Women taking the pain.
Lady in the night- taking care of her child.
A father saying last goodbyes.
A mother's death
A child- heaven blessed.
I must do what I can.

Earth- ground me
Water- give me wisdom
Fire- give me energy to do what is right
Air- come into me; you are my breath
Spirit- Goddess's voice, bless these children.

Goddess, come to them...
The world is spiraling down, and we must all do our part in raising it up.
Feb 2013 · 461
And I
Zoe Mize Feb 2013
A fallen child-
trembleing in the corner.
A broken dream-
batteling with truth.
A darkened angel-
staring over the battelfield of life.

Do you hear me now?
Is my singing loud enough?!
Can I fly away with you?
Is this how life was meant to be?
And can they come with me?

My dark angel-
feet thumping.
My dream-
breaking to the sound.
Our child-
breaking down!

Do you feel me now?
Are my hits hard enough?!
Can I run away with you?
Is this how life was meant to be?
And can they come with me?

My dreams-
they don't seem to be here.
They make me laugh
they make me cry.
Am I satisfied with what I got?

That darkened angel-
he hears my thoughts.
Does he know that I still love him?
Will he feel it when I fall?
is he satisfied with what he got?

And my child-
so young.
I sense you laugh in the sun.
The moments grow short now.
Soon enough, you'll be in that crowd...
Are you satisfied with what you are?

Do you hear me now?
Is my singing loud enough?!
Can I fly away with you?
Is this how life was meant to be?
And can they come with me?

A man- a god.
A child- a person.
A dream- a thing, so tangable.
And I- I am this thing that has been created from the past.
Jan 2013 · 641
Momma Liberty
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
Bumm... bumm... bumm...
Feel the beat of the drum.
Oh, the drum.

A little soldier boy,
caught in his parents' war.

Momma Liberty
Papa Dignity
Uncle Sam...

Tell me why,
Borther John goes to a far away land.
He kills, he hunts.
He carries his knife and gun.
Children doing the job of a man.

If God's so great,
Why's Daddy late?
Why are his hand so red?
Can you tell me, Sam?

Bumm... bumm... bumm...
Feel the beat of the drum.
Oh, the drum.

Do you know?
Did you hear?
Johnny boy won't come back here.
He is gone;
no more.

Momma, Papa, this is your war. . .
Jan 2013 · 331
In The End
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
I know I'm broken
I've been beaten down.
I feel myself coming around you
once more
no more;
one more time.

Feel this beat
Feel it now.
I know you don't like to bow down
feel now;
I hear the tune.

Once again
Up and down
feeling the lights pool around.
You see it
can be it no matter what they say.

Hit me again
you son of a-
childish tendency...

Move like this
sway like that.
Take a deep breath and take it fast.
don't question me.

Once again
Up and down
feeling the lights pool around.
You see it
can be it no matter what they say.

Set it down!
Set it down now!
Take a sigh in and take the sign down!
Feel my touch!
Hit me again!
I'll **** you in the end!

  in   the   end   . . .
Jan 2013 · 671
Screaming
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
For now I am fine
And for now I can breathe.

Right now I'm okay
And right now I'm free.

But in an hour I could go.
In an hour I could die.

In a day the world could end.
In a day I'll break down and cry.

For now we can laugh.
And for now we can speak.
But what happens when we break down to scream?
It's an in-the-moment piece..
Jan 2013 · 369
Gods, listen...
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
Gods,
heal me please.
I need to know you're there.
Gods,
feel me.
You know me and I'm still unsure.
Gods,
hear me.
You must know my prayers.

I know of you;
I think of you;
I hear of you,
but I don't know if you hear what I think.

Gods,
say something!
Gods,
do something!
Gods,
speak something!

There must be a way to go.
Jan 2013 · 357
In Heaven (Why)
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
I’m so scared sometimes.
My eyes want to close but they must stay open!
God in Heaven,
Help me!
Why must the world crumble around us all?!
Why must we stand aside as it happens?!
God in Heaven,
Listen!
I feel the pulse of the planet hitting me with full force!
I know this routine.
I know this song and dance.
Good Lord,
I need to know!
Why do we suffer?
Why am I still hear…?
Jan 2013 · 359
Until...
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
Until the darkness settles,
I will not be silent.
Until the days stop coming,
I will love.
Until my heart starts beating,
I will not run.
Until I sing my last song,
I will not give in.
Until I bleed my last,
I will fight.
Until my wings settle,
I will fly.
Until…
Until the end of everything,
I will strive.
On and on,
I will go.
I will forever be in my own heart;
My own body,
Soul;
Mind.
Until my last breathe.
A Revelutionary phase.
Jan 2013 · 496
Ache
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
Forever in your heart.
Forever in mine.
Never letting go,
Neither shall you.
All the pain inside.
All the heart ache you’ve caused.
I will fall.

Into the blackness you call hate.
Jealousy, anger, and rage.
Pity for you is hard to give.
But I still cry.
People wish for death.
So often do they die.
Yet something stops suicide.

The pain in my heart,
The sorrow I have.
I am pained to say,
It is from you.
I burn in my own pity and sin.

Only the sin of loving you,
Could get me here.
Yet Hell hath no fury,
Like a woman scorned.
Oh, I have been scorned.

My pain is ending,
Whilst yours begins.
May I say I was angry?
Jan 2013 · 1.3k
Darkest
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
In our darkest hour
There need be only one light.
A flickering candle,
A ray of hope
But if this candle were to go out
Will we ever get back home?
Jan 2013 · 427
The Lost War
Zoe Mize Jan 2013
Chariots on fire.
Rivers flooding.
Men’s battle cries.
Women scream.

Death washing over.
Blood and bodies,
Filling the streets.
“God,”
Who is he?

How can he help?
Blood puddling in the streets.
Hate is coming.
Hope is lost,
As is the war.

Chariots on fire.
Rivers flooding.
Men’s battle cries.
Women scream.
This is a piece of my darker nights.

— The End —