✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂
You wake up at dawn to find your mirrors smashed
The shattered pieces are formed as darkened halos that weren't meant to last
Tick by tock, your time is running out
Sprint fast, spread your fingers, don't redoubt
You're almost there, your foggy breath straying through the star night
You can almost hear them, the hissing sounds, they're trying to bring you down
"Whatever you do,son, don't listen, death is waiting at the corner"
Retaliation upon realisation, take the route of dying to survive
To be alive is to believe and whenever fire is sparked, duck your head and pray to God
Get down on your knees, cross your heart
Wipe your tears, make me smart
I promise to never leave your light not even slight down this fight with all my might
✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂ ✂
YOU ARE READING
Boombox
Poesie❝One person's craziness is another person's reality.❞ A collection of stories and poems. ❧ poetry #174 ❧ short story #377 ❧ 9th of july
