Pause To Play Poem by Unic Cjonr

Incomplete inside my life of lies.

The crow which bleeds in the snow.

Without one black soul.

You are alive, spade your grave.

Where time has no essence.

Be afraid by what is said.

I will die.

We will die.

I am dead.

Bloody moon at the rise.

I am rejected.

Sometimes, the words whispered.

By old men of the wise.

Lessons are held by the nothing.

The cards are all spades.

The joker was dealt.

What we loose in life.

Is the respect.

When the pain falls.

Only rainbows will color the sky.

Rain will display.

I am the man made from clay.

Pause to play.

Perfect.