It StrikesA Poem by CrimsonBlaze
I don't know what has become of me,
I'm in that stupid hellish state again,
But as everyone can see,
I'm hiding in my den.
The SB Mansion has turned for the worse,
I knew that after BAHU was torn down,
That it would be days before I burst,
And shoved off my elegant crown.
I cried and I cried,
I started thinking of death,
How pleasant it would be if I died,
If I took my last breath.
Because way back in the past,
This never actually happened,
We were one big family right?
I guess broken was my sight.
We crumbled even more,
I locked myslelf in my room,
Crying as the arguments grew sore,
Awaiting for the group's doom.
It was a nightmare to me,
A reminder of all the messes in her life,
That no matter where I go,
It's going to be full of strife.
I will always cry till I have no more left,
Watching others break down before me,
Probably turning into a theft,
As horrid I can be.
I never thought this would happen,
That my new family would become like my old,
Torn apart and killed,
Then either out into the dumpster or sold.
That how my old family went,
Though we are currently still rebuilding,
Deaths went through close ones,
Making more than just a dent.
I sit here all glass eyed,
Watching as you guys rebuild,
And start to crumble,
As my eyes become filled.
© 2012 CrimsonBlaze
Added on July 9, 2012
Last Updated on July 9, 2012
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