ORIGIN: Un-KNOWN
RE-COVERED : 3/22/2021
/
If - IT starts
/
If - IT starts; two feel
We : Will :
Shut it off again
No need for a Jury
We are guilty
We are alive
/
Oh, no !
THAT man -
He starts to sing
And is now accompanied
By Sirens
/
Sorrow of revealed mystery
Sharpends the hate
Of the walls We built
To muffle out our screams
/
If - IT starts two bleed
It is our Dark God
Releasing Us, from Truth
(A:gain)
We are guilty,
We are a-live,
/
I can not look You, in
The Eye a-gain
(it is only, it is only, a mirror )
/
When we leave our bodies
Corpses, on the beach
Final-ally- We: Will paint
Universe with our DREAM
About the Creator
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Keep reading
More stories from Marcus Romano and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.