We went down to the
River
Swirling
Rapids
Raging
Over all the
Stones
Hills
Sand
Sludge
So it was no surprise that when we jumped, we were
Swept
Thrown
Tossed
Torn
Treated
To a fine feast of pain and death
But that was why we came,
Because we were the only ones who are sane.
"Last night, on the 13th, a group of four children, all siblings, jumped off the Manhattan bridge around midnight. They were the children of the famous serial killer, Halves, and had been under psychiatric care. The children themselves showed no signs of insanity and had been released. On other news- BZZT"
"So... my children.. You have finally decided to join the world of the sane."
YOU ARE READING
Assorted
Poesia|Rules make up| |For what society lacks| |Break the rules and| |We will go back.| I do not own most of the pictures shown, BUT I do make all the poetry. Please don't be a dick and plagiarize. -ASSORTED POETRY-