Like firelight
The will of our might
Will always cease
Within hours
They will have us captured
So go, run free
Before they get hold
Of us, go run
Or else, there's no antidote available
I don't think you'll be able
If you've inhaled the breeze
You're brought to your knees
Fracturing the mind with open disgrace
Infecting the mind and decaying the brain
So run, go free
YOU ARE READING
Poems I made
PoetryThe poems I make up both in the bathroom and during school/study time (oh god the first few are the worst)[This is mostly for me to keep track of my poetry progress and how many poems I've made]
