Ripped off covers
light breathed in
and the bullets flew.
Tragedy, loss all stem from the adversity
in our knees and we cower from fear
like a monster destroying the city- sin.
You’ll show me the way-
to walk in light and past
the darkened house on the corner
the past crowds and home for a cooked meal.
Tonight might be the night~
wake from a restless sleep in a light bed
and it’ll be the end I read about
and you’d never know.
I can see you waiting-
patiently awaiting
and I won’t make it home on time
just know
I
Saint's Muse 