When the world crashes down
I see the stars fall to the sky and destroy all in their path
Once beautiful, now destructive
Fire runs rampant
Blazes trails that previously did not exist
New roads to travel
Paths I did not need, but I now have
Moon red as blood
Hemorrhaging over the past, present
and spilling into future.
Never to be forgotten,
If I even survive this.
That which I thought forever
Now embedded in memories
Fleeing from my mind in the eye of this storm
I try to run
But it’s too late for that.
Ashes left of the past
Ashes left of me.
About Me
- J
- I love writing. If you want to know anything else just ask me or else read up! I have two blogs ("A Pen Itching To Bleed Onto Paper" and "The Rebirth of J"). One of my blogs (A Pen...) is updated more frequently than the other. "The Rebirth” is more of a story I am writing with my life whereas "A Pen" would be my random thoughts past, present, and future in this unfolding journey I call life. If this is your first time reading my blog, please visit Post #2 for the month of April 2008 in my "A Pen" blog archives... Thanks!
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3 comments:
Profound, reminds me of Kansas - Dust In The Wind...(Hugs)Indigo
Very nice.. brings up thoughts of the Book of Revelation.
*M*
yes it does. its the only picture that i get when thinking of the worlds end. this is actually about friendship. :)
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