War Torn World
Trapped
Running, hiding
Can't escape
I don't know where I'm going
I just want to get away
As the missiles pour
The bullets soar
Ripping through the air around me
It surrounds me
I can't see
Past the blood and dust
Inside and out, It's all rust
Drop down
Keep low
Don't show
Don't you dare
Just stay inside the hole
As the Missiles pour
The bullets soar
Ripping through the air around me
It surrounds me
I can't see
Past the blood and dust
Inside and out, It's all rust
This rust
Is so unjust
It cakes the gears
That moved and worked
For so many years
I just hate it all
How I can't escape these walls
Inside my head
Copyright © Matthew Pawlak | Year Posted 2010
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