Hold my hand
Dry away turmoil
Tears of blood
Let your tender words be spoken
Dreams be free
Enlighten me
Feel free to rip my soul
Cry into the open wounds
A salt-water sting of healing
To claim all sanity
Scream into the darkness
For God to save us all
The blood-stained eyes of angels
Dying
Staring past that mask we wear
Dreaming to rip the vinyl from skin
Stuck on the petty ethos
Of our human faces
Crying
On our saving graces
Dying
Blood red tears on glowing yellow face
The radio-active wastes
Devouring us all
Author notes
I hate big words.
Sacrifice your Critiques unto me:
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Stuck on the petty ethos
Of our human faces
Crying
i love this poem, it's really well written and your form is interesting too. great write : ) -
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Well, thanks a bunch. ^^
I wrote it while I should have been paying attention to my Public Speaking class. O.o
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