Come back to me,
When the worlds ended.
And I'll show you,
It had never begun.
We lived on beams,
Of rotten metal.
Hiding the seas of blood and rubble.
Come back to me,
And you will see.
You slept on the graves,
Of the worlds ideals.
Come back to me,
When the worlds ended,
And you will see,
Life waiting to begin.
Come back to me.
YOU ARE READING
Often confusing
PoesíaSecond part to a muses musings because wattpad has a story limit. . . I mean an enthralling book of stories
