you bow down to your leaders and strike your glass filled armor
so that when you get attacked, the 50 million shards that soon glow beneath you skin, penetrate so deep enough they sink right into your bones
stuck for no one to get out with any equipment
thats how you pledged your duty that day
thats how you pledged your own death
razor sharp, ready to gamble
YOU ARE READING
For what ?
PoetryA book i've been working on since 2017. About my confusing and a mess of feelings , its still a work in progress. Contains songs and poetry , things you might find "relatable" perhaps. Thankyou for reading !
