Wednesday, April 12, 2017

hear me roar

vines strap me down
and my fools crown
gone, but forever’s
not so long

i bear a smile
and i beguile
my lies, time’s up so
I must rise

nothing there, nothing to tell
before me just a freezing hell
cold sharp-edged things
in endless rings

saw it before
but now i’m here
and i can see her
be as sharp-edged as you wish
i stumble towards the end of this
am my own puppet, my own strings
and between these sharp-edged things
you’ll hear me roar

Posted by Gedankenanschläge at 02:32 Comments Off on hear me roar