Lift, hit, smash.
Feel the break then the bash.
No you're not who you are, but the cut and the slash.
So you're tired, we're all tired.
Our hearts broken and gray.
Not the gray like tomorrow, but the one like today.
Salvation, un noted. Separation, un clean.
Find a grimace too solid, and a smile too serene.
Is there peace where we left it? Or was it not a real thing.
We'll trudge on through this nightmare, and to peace will we cling.
Feel the break then the bash.
No you're not who you are, but the cut and the slash.
So you're tired, we're all tired.
Our hearts broken and gray.
Not the gray like tomorrow, but the one like today.
Salvation, un noted. Separation, un clean.
Find a grimace too solid, and a smile too serene.
Is there peace where we left it? Or was it not a real thing.
We'll trudge on through this nightmare, and to peace will we cling.
juno106:
Your writing is always amazing.