Common sense is starting to bend,
Can we just make a mends?
They are me and I am them
And now we'll all join in on the anthem
And yet the slits die down
And then the music gets loud
My vision obscured,
Was it you I just heard?
I can't hear you over the static
What was it you were asking?
Symbols in my eyes
Breaking the disguise
Was it all just lies?
YOU ARE READING
The Song Of Rose And Ash
Terrordark poetry and writings based on fiction and my own experiences.
