Flooded

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by untitledsoul_

by untitledsoul_

Drops of water,

trip trap, trip trap

The floor beneath me watery,

flooded

with

misery

The hours passing quickly,

the days seemingly teemingly with hope

The people around me bitterly singing on their tunes of self-hate and loneliness

The earth screaming, we witnessed a murder,

we are witnessing a murder,

we are the murdered

We hunt with eyes of fury and rage as the payer gets broker with resources and losses

Trip trap, trip trap

Wish wash

We drowned,

we killed

and

we filled the empty brim to the top now lost and scared

Trip Trap

The earth is knocking at our door to retreat its loan

What will we pay with then?

-A.S.I