Last Word Poem by Not A Dream Choice

A last word...they painted on the wall
A last time to see love, to get healed by sun
A last word...dont mean to be spoken
A last time before they know she would walk away

In the alley they shoot people on the street
The smell of death penetrating all defences
A shadow from blood, a shadow from tears
Downstairs they kill the last ones to remain alive

Eating the flesh, crackin the bones
You believe in sorrow and anger but theres just
Burning hunger in their eyes
And you try to bleed it all out

Let me tell you just a last word...
Let me burn it on your chest
Let me hunt soulless creatures
That hunt you every night

But through the poison you see a thought
And it change every picture of the world
It create a vision of all love burning on bonefires
It create a vision of that love flowing free

And when all love is fixed in her
And youre blind for what other people see
You kiss her and she kiss you back...
Alone, waking up the morning after
With a bleeding heart...