The Civil War rages
but no one tries to stop it,
The bullets fly,
But no one seems to care
There's no bombs but explosions,
Shrapnel piercing through the walls,
The rebel army advances,
Ripping and destroying everything in it's path,
Apparently this is what i created,
They say i caused all this pain
Then why don't they save me from myself?
If only you could see,
What this wars doing to me
Then maybe you'll realise im not okay
The destructions not visible
It doesn't mean it's pretend
You can't hear the damaging chants of the advancin army,
That doesn't mean they're silent
I can't speak to you, i pretend you don't exist
That doesnt mean I don't love you
Maybe i just need you to love me
Maybe I don't want you caught in the crossfire between pain and self loathing
Maybe I don't want you to see the real me,
Just please don't leave
If only you could see,
What this war's doing to me
Maybe you'll realise my smile is fake
- Author: Kodster ( Offline)
- Published: April 20th, 2017 23:19
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 32
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