I awake
In a
bloodfilled world
Bits and
pieces cut off me
By
opportunists who say
If it
can be taken
I should
lose it
Looking
down I find
I hold a
knife
Blood trails
to
Multiple
victims
Blows
thrown with no awareness
Are all
the easier to deny
Unnerved I drop my knife knowing
It may
cost me my life
But I’m
not really living am I
What I want
most is to be safe
So I
disarm, I disarm
I lay my
offenses down
If I can
stay alive in this state
Perhaps
it can replicate
As I
learn to flow and deflect
To take
no boarders on
A world
full of blood
Is a
world full of madness
So I
disarm, I disarm
I lay my
defenses down
All I want
is to be safe
In this
world
And to be around
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