Hope, hope, hope is gone,
It fell away with our armor.
Steel on steel on steel,
Never a time to heal...
Everyone listens,
But they don't hear the screams,
"Save our souls!"
Before we go cold...
Man in a suit,
With a commanding tongue,
What are we fighting for?
We don't know anymore...
Mass pits,
You know what they're full of,
Carry our friends into this hole,
After they've been burnt like coal...
Yet nobody grieves,
Steel on steel on steel,
I suppose it doesn't matter how we feel,
We cry, we scream and they still don't think we're real...
We are the ones to sully our hands,
We are the ones who get thrown like sand
To the wind.
We are the soldiers, but this is not our battle,
So come down to the boxing arena - and, Play the game with your own hand.
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Optimistic Pessimism
PoesiaA compilation of poetry I've written in order to express myself. They are all very short, only about 100 words each, so please give reading a few a try! :) I also have a book! Link: http://w.tt/21toVyh (It's on my bio! And it's called "Scrape") Al...
