Screaming out
In harsh, thick silence
(Subtle violence)
Caved in
Yet so lonely
(I'm not the only)
I see how she
Runs from you
(She learned the truth)
Loving you, but
You are Death
(Salvage all of me that's left)
We are the ones
We speak your lies
(All that worship you
now die)
We are the flown
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice flow to this poem...interesting piece! Hugs, Dee