One secound
One second.
One second’s all it takes to cause
Major destruction
You take advantage of that
Second, beg her for more, caress her
Cheek, whisper in ear, tell her
Everything she wants to hear
Treat her like she’s the best
Thing that ever happened to you.
But inside, huh, inside you know it’s all lies
She’s too daze to realize what
You up to, you got her hooked
And you realing her in
But one morning she splashes
Her face with the wrong water,
Contaminated, and she sees your intensions
Your plan gas been spilled,
Your blueprints revealed
But it’s too late
She’s the puppet and you’re the master
You hold her in your grasp,
Flesh turning purple
She closed her eyes “Tick”
She opens them, to be back
Where she started, to be what she
Was before, a second left alone not wasted.
And you asked how,
“Tick” that resurging
Sound silly man it’s been a
Second, you time of destruction up.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetrySometimes people cannot really explain what they feel and sometimes it harder to show it. To me and my friends; it easier to write down in paper and rhymes to show it, our true emotion from the inside out.
