There’s ice in my lungs
And fire in my blood
Slowly
It’s killing me
Slowly
*
Hope is the colour of burning things
Flames surrounded by midnight
I sit and wait for the warmth it brings
Surrounded by its welcoming light
*
There’s nothing here but broken bones
Empty streets and fallen homes
The sky is falling down on me
It’s taking over all I see
It’s closing in and moving down
It’s dragging me to the ground
*
The waterfall is the goddesses tears
It takes away my deepest fears
I stand and let it wash them away
For all my luck I wish I could stay...
*
My feet are rubbed down to the bone
Why must I always be alone?
I’ve been walking on for days
This forest is an ancient maze
Lost and forgotten, cold and overgrown
Why must I always be alone?
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