Escape.

Run to the churches, hope that they'll save you
Hypocrite, hypocrite
You fueled the fire to your own demise
And don't you dare tell that you've seen the err of your ways
Nothing truly changes a man until he's seen where he's been
And you my friend, have the hindsight of  a corpse
So just run
Hide
Confide your hope in the building with a cross
It takes a savior to save and yours died long ago
Don't try to pull it up in your defence
He turned His back when you turned yours
Just run
We'll find you
Just run
We'll catch you
Just run
And see what you've unleashed.

Reviews

[iveltac]

Very touching. the only mistake that i found is that you made the Whole thing one paragraph. You need to put periods in places in there. My favorite part was

Confide your hope in the building with a cross
It takes a savior to save and yours died long ago
Don't try to pull it up in your defence
He turned His back when you turned yours

Nice poem Keep up the good work.