Black Ravens and White Doves (16th Nov 2018)

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Cold Summer Illuminant Moonlight, Sun Winter Apocalypse



How much pain is there in a square kilometer?

Where do all these feelings fall when the hole is full

It suddenly becomes more than a regular chore

Suppressing your emotions and dark intentions

Where do all the broken children find comfort?

How could society allow for such a downfall

We inexplicably turn our heads and say its fine

But deep inside we both know that they are hurting

Where do you eventually hide when madness covers your bare head?

In a haze of a fog kids of all ages lay, covered in mud head to toe

Abandoned by those they called their protectors...those trusted with their lives

Innocence was stolen just the moment the children were pierced illwillingly

What do we say when all our children become Satan's reaper and seed?

Could we release ourselves and bring these issues to light

Or see our offspring starve under the pressure of a freezing midnight moon

Death was the only painless way out for the young ones

Why do they weep when they see the damage they themselves caused?

If we could just take one more step and show these morons the truth

Bind our hands together and bloodlet our only valid promise

For we were denied all throughout time, bent by brutal rules written by the giants of stone

If we can't release our voices, then why do we exist?




Description: Just accept us.

A collection of edgy poems from my Teenage Youth. (2018 guy)   Where stories live. Discover now