Jul 22, 2019
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Missles
Grayscale of color blurred past my face as tears started to stream from my eyes. Overcast, the clouds formed a barrier to the darkened colorless sky. "The missiles, they are going to release the missles.." "We have to find a basement!" Grabbing her pulling her towards a tall empty construction building "Help someone help us!" Is heard in the complete side of the school. Entering, Debris scattered around the floor in neat piles. Only shadows play here. Dark cold and corperate. Were standing still now an eerie silence thickening between us. Loud thundering from the outside, no bird chirpings, no drizzling of rain. A light humming gradually crescendoing towards the colorless barrier of clouds. "There isn't a basement." Slight grey light peeking through the top windows bouncing off the shadow covered wall. Dust particles dancing like glitter in the slight light. Our backs against a darkened wall in this concrete prison; A prison much like our own minds. Hope loudly faded with every breath that was exhausted. Both deadweight slump to the floor and just look into eachother trembling terrified eyes. A calmness washes over. Our eyes turn soft and you'd sware you could see the light blue and green hues. Acceptance, our eyes close.
Apocalypticly beautiful. Where the darkness meets the light.
I know we're not the best for eachother but just speaking to you feels like home.
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How do I put it into words
How can I tell you momma, the worlds cold
I feel the mourning in my soul
Like a baby bird dying days after its born
Alive long enough to watch the others fly
But never strong enough to glide
How do I tell you momma I've been sad for days
I used to sleep just to get away
But now I just stare into space
Counting the days the seconds tick as my life slowly slips away
How do I tell you momma
Theres this pain I gain every day
While im wasting away the other humans are out playing
Their play is pain
How can I tell you momma they make me sick
I see what they do to the defenseless
And it could be me too momma
It could be me too
The worlds crying momma
I feel it. The worlds sad momma..
Me too. Me too..
You looked at me with unfamiliar eyes and whispered "Who lost you? "
The night started in lust and ended up with us entangled in eachother like lost lovers.