From empty skulls,
to faceless dolls
In silent cries,
these four walls scream
I want to be
in someone else's dream.
From facetious smiles,
to broken shells
wondering where
I am this time
I grow unaware,
this room's not fine.
From ungodly deeds,
to disrespecting beads
denying my rue
I don't know what I'd do
skin is guilty
to the first degree.
From praying to nother god,
to hands distained with blood
this silence is danger,
I don't have much to offer
this danger's a killer,
please save me I'll surrender.
From empty skulls,
to faceless dolls
In silent cries,
these four walls scream
I want to be
in someone else's body.
Everyone!
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Antidote
PoetryAn antidote for the lost, the hurt, and the broken. Highest Ranking: #03 in Poetry [06/21/16]
