the city is bleeding
the sky's stained scarlet
tears streaking towards the ground
lights radiating across the crimson clouds
a pool of rippling blood
YOU ARE READING
the remains
Poetryspontaneous poetry written while overcoming some of life's many obstacles. ❝i cried tears you'll never see, so fuck you. you can go cry me an ocean and leave me be.❞ ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ COLLECTION NO.1 #125 in poetry © wraiths™ 2015
the city sleeps at dusk
the city is bleeding
the sky's stained scarlet
tears streaking towards the ground
lights radiating across the crimson clouds
a pool of rippling blood
