______________________________________The Witches
Written by Christian PresentacionI still remember the darkest day,
They whispered in my ears and wanted to play,
I don't but needless to say,
Until the skies above turns into gray.I know what's going to happen,
The light meets after dark,
They stubbed my innocent back,
Calling out my name,
Laughing and wants to play a game.They spelled their lies,
They crossed the hidden line,
The stars are not aligned,
I'm begging to see the signs.Trust no one,
Until it's gone,
I trusted the light of the sun,
But I feel the stitches of my lungs.The witches are carrying my reputation,
I lost the game in circular motion,
They mixed my secrets of potion,
Fought for their greeds like a perfect illusion.They treated me like an outcast,
So I can't give them all but only trust,
They betrayed me when I have nothing,
His circle of friends had my blood stain.
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The Tales of Ichan's Poetry
PoesíaWritten by Methaporist Book Cover by Hannah Koike ® English Poetries 2021