Azms
Azms is hell
Poison flows in Azms
I'm here where Azms is
Walking slowly along the streets
I look at the dark clouds
Where birds fall, turning into drops of blood
Only thousands, not millions of footsteps can be heard there
Darkness surrounds the streets
Dry leaves and trees
The entire ground is covered in shadows
Grass burned to the ground
Thoughts and visions smolder
Houses destroyed by sound
And fleeting doubts
Is it worth going there?
Isn't it better to stay here?
Just one step
And there will be no point in turning back
Irreversibly standing on top
Where strength and part of the cliff are
And below, only ashes
And numerous discoveries
I move my gaze a little
The earth catches my eye
And incredible flowers grow in the earth
Almost withered, but trying to grow
Petals darker than darkness
But only leaves are red
And it's not funny at all
And not scary at all
After all, it grows on blood
Covered with thorns
With flowers of lies
Flowers of darkness and murder
And momentary grass
Deep and thorny.
Copyright © Ihor Henkopf | Year Posted 2023
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