already? i expected it but
colliding with a wall at full speed
is reserved for the maddest of all
don't allow me to slip into it, too
hang on, she pleads, but i can't see her face
i can only hear her voice and
that breaks my chest, shatters my heart
see? she asks, but i cannot see, i told her that
help, it shouldn't have lasted this long
all i wanted to do was go to sleep, sleep, please
reach towards the eventual end, though
darting between my eyes, i see my life fly by
YOU ARE READING
this fantastical world is too surreal (poetry #5)
Poetry"a rustle crackles underneath jackboots crossbow tight in hand she breathes one final breath before he pulls the trigger" you know the drill
