The trees swinging side by side
always together life and death;
never left each others side
until one dark day
The voice of demons laughing
headed for them with danger and demeanor;
the hands of innocents and life's
by touching the souls inside
Cut after cut one must go
the cries of the other;
once it lands with the thud
there was only one
Alone without the other
is something it will never forget;
singing the tone for mercy
a moment to wish to come back
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.
