"For all who chose the easy way out, I assure you, nothing about it is really easy."
City of Water
Drops of water falling down,
the overflow is what resounds,
the skies are torn by blue and grey,
through a cover of rain
the world will fade.
Rain seeps through the little folds,
and raging rivers make paths unfold,
the water shall drown the light of day,
and sink all roads or
paths may lay.
I pray my life, the rain it keeps,
may the water stay until
all color seeps,
let the skies continue to weep,
and may I watch the drowned girl
forever sleep.
Water weaves through its course,
drown the world down with all its force,
and from the sanctuary of water pave,
I pray this rain will no
one save.
The water stirs with gentle crests,
for the storms have won it's last conquest,
but below the surface lies the City of Water,
and now in rain or storm
none shall matter.
I pray my life, the rain it takes,
may the water stay until
I never wake,
I will lay until my life forsakes,
the girl who drowned her
last mistake.
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Static Little Musings
Poetry"Sometimes all I want is for people to listen, and for once in their lives stop pretending to understand and just sit down and listen. A writer's life and soul lingers wherever his words have left a mark. This is where mine lies." Words will confi...
