The Moment We Bleed
I write this letter for you to know I commit the evil sin for thee,
I shall not breath the same air thee breath,
I allow my sins to win the battle so by at the night I'll be,
Free by the old oak tree for my blood will spill,
How shall I say this I can't handle the thoughts that roam,
You're lovely but I deserve to roam in the darkness I belong,
Among I am wrong for I kill,
The gods are angry.
The final poem I wrote well this will be the second,
But don't take it as real for this a deal to Lucy,
I walk here in the wastelands bringing war,
See you thought I wouldn't talk about death for death is following thee.
So lets place the cards on the table,
Are you able to decide for suicide Romeo and Juliet style.
Nokushikuzi are they ready to see the wicked I be?
Nor they want to see how the poems be read,
Lead the following of the shadows that roam so here's the moment we bleed.
Written: 10/21/15
Copyright © Daniel Perez | Year Posted 2015
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