A sharp pierce inside
nothing can calm this tide;
the weight pushing it down
alone to drown
No hand to aid
nothing but mist;
laughing at your tears
kicking them away like nothing
Further becoming lifeless
and all i see is red;
thoughts pushing through easy
became greasy
Looking at the night sky
wishing why was I so dry;
feelings draining to numbness
and one must to the end
YOU ARE READING
Sounds Peeking Through
RandomPoems for this evening will turn down every road and deep into cracks of darkness of each battle that passes by, and how they end with knowing the knowledge and feelings.
