I have a fear
Not to shed a tear
When the world ends
I may tend
To get a bit crazy
Some may call it lazy
Sight gets a little hazy
Lights are fading
End of the line
Now it's time
To pay the fine
To run off the grime
Fingernails black
Pain in my back
An endless track
The end it lacks
Like a song on repeat
Boring don't you think?
Song with no beat
A stomp without feet
Silent as the tears
That come with fear
That seem to rip
Through skin and lip
A bullseye struck
Out of luck
It's the end of the line
Here comes that fine.
I may tend
To get a bit crazy
Some call it lazy
Sight's getting a bit hazy
Lights are fading
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Poetry book/song book
PoesiaJust me expressing how I feel everyday in song and poem. I will update when I get an idea. All I can say is no hate. If your just going to hate on me and such you don't have to read. Thank you
