How do you pull a trigger
When you only hold a bomb in your hand?
Is there any way?
What else is there to say
When all the voices spew
Is nonsensical chaos?
How do you make your escape
When there is no way out?
Or when you are in too deep
And the demons have their claws
Sunk in too far?
No one on the same frequency
To even hear you cry and shout?
When your mind only gives questions a home...?
And you are left stranded,
Clueless and alone...?
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PoesíaAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
