Crackel,Crackel
A piece is chipped from the weight
Creek, creek
A piece falls on hardwood floor
Shing, Shing
More are to fall
More pieces give way
More cracks that shall splinter
More shattered pieces to bounce
And light up the floor
Bounce, bounce
Another piece falls
Snap, snap
Now here comes them all
Release, release
It all came shattering down
On me
YOU ARE READING
Lambs to the Slaughter...
PoetryI like writing poetry so this is going to be a book simply of my poems. these will be mostly dark but I will try to have some happy or at least slightly bearable poems as well. dark writing is kinda thing so its ok if its not you kinda thing.
