This is a dead lifeless city
with no air at all
or an air so sharp you'd fall
This is a city filled filled with dirty snow and sleet
and dust clouds in the street on the stickiest of days
and with nothing to do in this city
it just draaags on
the days just hang on a rusted nail dead and limp
if you want a love you can fall for
I'll show you a wall full of closed doors
where the residue of faded dreams
flake off like paint chips
you want to see this city
i'll show you a place
where I can't go anywhere and feel safe
it's a city one can only die in
there's no such thing as living
we're all corpses [in a] walking
in a graveyard that we maintain
if they shoot horses don't they
why won't you [put] me out of my misery
cause [misery] is all that's left for me
as long as I'm in this city.
i can't be free
while I live in this city
and this city lives in me
Wow, that is a very powerful
Wow, that is a very powerful poem!
Starward