The same music,
Playing over and over again,
The same tears,
Trickling down my face.
Staring out the window,
All I see is sorrow,
Why is everything so hollow?
It’s been two days,
But I can still hear the screams,
The never ending screams,
Of abandoned babies.
Broken glasses,
Cutting through burnt ashes,
Schools are almost empty,
A few kids hiding in classes.
They are no more happy circuses,
Just blood stained clowns,
Nobody laughs anymore,
In this town.
Hell seems to break,
Only in this particular place,
Nothing to keep it sane,
It’s damned forever it will never change again.
The only thing to do right now,
Is to close my eyes,
Hope..
And count up to five.
Opening them again,
I thought I’d be safe,
I was wrong,
I’m just more afraid.
Maybe it’s a nightmare,
I’ll try again…
Waking up in my bed,
Still so scared.
Nothing seemed to have changed.
So once again…
I walk up to my window,
And…
All I see is sorrow...
View User's Journal
Poem
 |
