• MistryLand

    Devastation- Poetry

    With words lapping like waves on the sand I don’t understand the fire in my heart It feels like a rows of buildings collapsing from the sky Like a puzzle made by a child And here I am standing in the mist of it all Wondering where it all went wrong   This urge to grip my flesh And pull it down in vain To lessen the burden of pain The shining stars turn to silver daggers Close the curtains I cannot bear it anymore   This feeling that budded so softly In the pits of my womb That turned into a mad, craving monster Tearing me apart Like the…