3.9.15

its the hardest part
when you turn to embrace the light
and find its actually darkness
i stumble across the rubble
of the city i once built
with my bare hands
i was once so safe here
in what is now
a baren land
but now smoke billows in the sky
as the fires of the liers die
having devoured the walls that once
protected me
my guard is down
literally
torn down
raised to the ground
where do i go now
where do i run to
where is my safety

k.g.

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