Scathing the memories haunted,
the box that was shattered a mile ago,
a while ago.
Halt henceforth and forevermore you will be maimed,
Shamed,
Physically drained.
Don't you dare cry out, don't you dare try to run,
If they find you, be ready to burn!
Of course you can try to hide, but
they set the forest on fire from the inside.
Pray to your gods and hold onto your false hope,
You are in a cage, don't expect to be let go,
if you beg, you burn.
YOU ARE READING
Dichotomy
PoesiaThe observant is always watching. Humanity is here and thriving, but our world won't be surviving our reign. Alive, but not noticed in living. Here we are. A new life, new words, a new start. Aug. 12th 2019 - June 18th 2021 Vol. 1
