peaceful sleep
peacful time until the moment breaks intruding greed and grief no more peace it all erups and evil consumes the air no more quiet all is shouts nothing but fear the skies are filled with blood torture, screaming crying, suffering no more peace upon the lands no more shelter no more hope bodies spread over the sands, covering what was once beautiful each one avoiding being struck to the ground but some fight with courage the hopeful are soon plunged to their death where their brotherin's limp bodies lay. fighting for what they belive to be right for what they want bravery, shattered fear for all to smell, to sense horror, of the truthness of their worst desire the time will come for their death, they belive this, to be their fate each one with a crevice in their hope their destiny now clouded undicided By:D.I.R |
zephyra : im not twisted but i can't write happy things they all sound cheep.