I run with a bad kind, seeking stratagem the pressures of premonition leaks through the cracks in the glass that encases my heart from such defeat causing me to want to clean these streets like I clean my heat, thorough protecting assets and making history
these lies I tell myself as I lay in this bed I have made on the cornerstone of a dissolving establishment, marked for failure
please wake up before everything crumbles
before I have to leave you for dead with the nameless corpses that lay sheer realization cuts me to the core your concepts cannot escape you
shocked I stagger back to my environment utterly at a lose from the sight of you openly decaying away in front of me your aura seeps from you with every hit every flick of the flame that pulls you in it's so very sad to see that you've given in I've lost you to the madness that plagues us
I'm kind of stumped on this one...at first I feel like he is a killer preying on those he hates..riding the world of the mess we've all created and then I get a different feel at the end.. like instead of being the killer your observing the behavior of people and how that alone kills us.. hmm lol.. And maybe I am a weirdo... idk.. Either way you provoked thought in me.. An excellent write..x
I'm kind of stumped on this one...at first I feel like he is a killer preying on those he hates..riding the world of the mess we've all created and then I get a different feel at the end.. like instead of being the killer your observing the behavior of people and how that alone kills us.. hmm lol.. And maybe I am a weirdo... idk.. Either way you provoked thought in me.. An excellent write..x
"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..