God, karma, and a scream

in poetry •  7 years ago 

Here, take these fucking hands, use them, i have nothing to say and I'm dying to say it.

Another voiceless scream rattles in my head, no peace left.

Each day gets greyer, the color is bleeding. Tossed like dead leaves by the bastard wind.

God, karma will get you. I swear it

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