Desperate
The leaning of the towers
The fall of the empire
Run for your skin
Eliminate
Any fear of one another
The exasperating torture
Sinning once again
Unity
Is far too much to ask
A tragedy aquired
Cowards breathing heavily
Provocation
A steady spiral downward
A tempest lost in the dark
Twilight approaching steadily
Stitches
My blood caught aflame
Gasoline soaks my veins
Closure
Feeling pressure I search
For shelter through the rain...
I don't want your help.
i like the poem. it's very good and it's a little on the deep side. it is mysterious in a sort of way.