You no longer smile
You prefer to walk alone at night
You're burying deceit
Countdown's on 10...
Your eyes are now strangers, they pretend
You exhale frustration
As if I'm sudden bondage
You childishly scream, "Dehydration"
Countdown's on 9...
Slowly, and slowly, you lengthen the line
You use your cellphone more
Me, can't remember when last you saw
You drag long distances, physically and emotionally
Countdown's on 8...
Something's odd, there a rapid change in your taste
Communication slowly keeps breaking
Either your phone is dead,
work, or it hurts badly inside your head
Countdown's on 7...
Your character, hmm, somewhat leavened
Strings are falling in the shadows
You don't see, or you do, and just ignore?
Majority's voice subside
Countdown's on 6...
Prime factors, faulty, I bend, I try to fix
The iron is starting to rust
Swimming up, things buried in the dust
Some promises are likely to fail
Countdown's on 5...
Hmm, a bee might lose the honey in the hive
Danger leaps
I think more, I take more sips
Memories of us disturbs me, I can't even sleep
Countdown's on 4...
There's an earthquake, our monument is about to fall
You, now, look at me directly in the eyes
And you don't even care whether or not I believe your lies
You don't call me baby anymore
Countdown's on 3!
Roots and branches are getting withered, what could be the aftermath of our tree?!
You're asking for space
What... did I lose my grace?!
The annoyance is crawling out, it starts fuming on my face!
Countdown's on 2!
You've cut the strings, whatever was one, now is two!!
The grenade, those impatient words about to kill
Have gotten to your lips, yearning to be freed
I can already feel the slap, of chaos, of destitution, of desolation, I hear tomorrow's cry in the lonely debris
Countdown's on 1!
I have lost, your wrongs, somehow, they have won....
Boom!!
my heart exploded
I'm destroyed!!!
Finally...
You're gone!!!!
0...
...the only thing left is hollow....
YOU ARE READING
Wicked
Poetry...If I tell you you're my sun and moon If I tell you you've completely unwrapped my cocoon If I tell you I'm still alive Because I find life in your eyes If I tell you this emotion is wicked And even if it kills me, for hell or heaven, I'm prepared...
