autor:: Elendurwen

rubrika:: poezia

Emptiness has eaten us
We don't realize
That it chokes and
We can't finalize

What we wanted
In our bare lives
We cry like kids and
The loneliness drives

All of us mad
It grows all around
And it has burned
All we'd ever found

I need to die now
To be reborn again
To stop my brain and
Loose my skin and then

See what's above
The empty walls
Stick dark roses
With their thorns

For outside there are no
Shapes to be cut
And from each wound will
Grow a new sprout

napísanísané:: 4.2.2008

prečítalo:: 1065 ludí