My tears they drop, no longer water they're acidic, the sky is grey, atmosphere bleak, raindrops fall, no longer water they're acidic.
My blood runs cold, my heart comes to a stop, the air I breathe is toxic, no longer oxygen, it's acidic.
The words they utter, the disgust, the hatred, burn through. our, skin. No longer are those words filled with support, with kindness and love, no longer can we find solace or peace, in voices turned acidic.
I feel contaminated with fear, swords pointed at me at ever turn, there's no where to run, no where to hide, my time is running short, how do I live? How do I survive, in a world so acidic.
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Silent Screams
PoetryA book where I'll write poems, updates will be sporadic and unpredictable, I made this on a spur of the moment kind of deal, so don't expect too much. Also don't steal my work, I poured my heart and soul into this and would be really disappointed if...
