In The Streets

poetic You layed out my coffin that day Praise the lie While the ringing continued Help strenghthen this vile Yes the streets are dead Everyday I walked through this crowd Everyday I cried And since when did you care? Only when it replied And now in the streets you fly Among the crowd I died… Continue reading In The Streets

Sorrow

Dragging sorrow The pain inside Comes back to me No place to hide