poesie

elysium

soft breeze
and sunrise,
palm trees
and sweet sighs.

we'd go there,
if i had a say.
we deserve that,
that's what i pray.

a piece of it,
this peace of mind.
the relief of leaving
this world behind.

i'd take you there,
right now, this eve.
i'd make it that
we'd never leave.

if we're forced to
a warrior's life,

if we're forced to
an odyssey of pain,

we deserve their
afterlife.

we deserve their
elysium, again.