ghost town (Completed)

the town's downfall

was this ever a paradise, or were people born blind?

I only see a wasteland, witnessing how it dies,

all the promises built yesterday are nowhere to find,

so watch them abandon this place, as time flies,

when life’s a death march; we all try to survive,

losing every hope like how one misses his ride,

while royals on the thrones sit, each day and night,

don’t even miss a cent, and dynasties thrive.

the sun’s glow can’t reach this town anymore,

truth’s far too late for us to fight for,

and here death comes, knocking on every door,

for these dogmatics are too far to be cured,

so think, do heroes’ souls deserve to be taken,

the land they saved is killed, now forsaken,

and how God’s men become each other’s burden,

so look how this downfall became certain.

in these hours, I hang out with ghosts of regrets,

not even mine, but from ones who ran and fled,

with tears they shed, and skins found bled,

and this was something I used to dread,

so here I was left, know nothing how to leave,

I was taught not to sail across the sea,

but I saw them panic, I never learned how to be,

and this was something I used to foresee.