xxiv.

1.9K 75 15
                                    

slip, slip, slip
careful, the road is of ice
dangers lurk in the corners
the corners of the street
and if fearless you act
you may loose balance

slip, slip, slip
look out, the road is of mud
the rain has soaked the earth
leaving the boulevards
in pools of sinful beings
swimming aimlessly in despair

slip, slip, slip
the winds blow down trees
decimate buildings
and carry me away
i am of light
but there's no more power

after allWhere stories live. Discover now