Sad Poetry...Alone
As I walk ALONE
On streets of cobblestone.
My mind begins to comb
Through everything that's wrong.
Society sits on thrones
Innocence has long since gone.
Solders without headstones
Are amongst the ones that moan.
I wander through the bones
Of creatures which did roam
"When can I go home?"
Till then I'll walk ALONE.
On streets of cobblestone.
My mind begins to comb
Through everything that's wrong.
Society sits on thrones
Innocence has long since gone.
Solders without headstones
Are amongst the ones that moan.
I wander through the bones
Of creatures which did roam
"When can I go home?"
Till then I'll walk ALONE.