What would you do if the world stopped,
Spinning and swirling to a systematic halt?
Would you climb to a mountain majestically high,
Raise your eyes up to the finite electric universe,
And reflect on the redemption of a death so diverse.
Veins line the black with faults of blood,
And I can hear the crazed howls of horror,
Erupt up from the centre of an empty Earth.
Screams swell to scorch the skies above me,
Where sunlight fades to freeze the faces I see.
What would you do if the world finished,
Falling and frolicking to a fatalistic end?
Would you swim to a sea seductively low,
Embrace your demise in that endless dark space,
And regret on the reclamation of a pitiless place.
Bones cover the gray with scars of greed,
And I can hear the fazed sighs of sorrow,
Burst forth from the core of an eccentric Earth.
Calls condemn to curse the cries around me,
Where twilight dies to damn the dead I free.
I just came up with this. Usually solution to the continuing problem of being bored. I can't eactly remember what inspired me to write this.
Amazing job, perfectly worded, and i felt it.
I like this a lot better than the other one i read, I'm sorry if I judged you too harshly.
This is such an interesting and wise piece. I love the way you carried through with your theme, and the descriptions. Excellent work!