Red RoverA Poem by AphinionI have no explanation for this except that I'm a little concerned with myself. Only a little though.
Red rover red rover, send your s**t over
I got my a*s kicked on the 6th of October I went to the drop but the drop was laid bare I looked for your s**t but it just wasn't there Red rover red rover, this s**t won't blow over I needed this gig for a f*****g bulldozer To kick down the walls of my long lost life And remember strife and the knife and the fife And the tall looming wall I remember all Just kidding I don't You say that you'll help me I know that you won't You're running from stops and leaving them bare I know that you're desperate but don't really care It's your a*s or mine only one can I spare Not that I'd save you if all means were there But for now they're not so I'll blame it on that Your fate's sealed by chance, or a gun and a bat But I didn't swing it so that's not on me You could've done better but now they're set free They got you first and the rest follow after The tide's turning like dominos Falling faster and faster Everyone runs but no one will live You can hide you can dodge but still they won't give You won't get one more chance Mercy's gone home Darkness will eat up your flesh and your bone Your guts and your veins and your nerves will be fried But yay good for you! At least you tried! Not that it helped: you were screwed from the start But let's not divulge the truth to that part This whole droning story is wearing out long It's tides have ebbed and swayed and grown weak to strong Fading in Blacking out Dropping down lower Over and over and over and over Rebounding up and off and out Keep on running and dodging Ignore truth, pain, and doubt Tell yourself blindly that efforts are met With good fast results You'll deserve what you get Be it diamonds and rubies Or gold, silver, platinum People and places Shining blank faces Glazed over eyes Glassy wet stares Gaping wide mouths From which warning blares: "Do not enter the dark of the night The fear that you feel is painfully right It'll grab you and steal you and take all that's true Fight all you want: there's nothing you can do To save yourself from the pull of the black Once you fall under You never come back" © 2016 AphinionAuthor's Note
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Added on November 14, 2016 Last Updated on November 14, 2016 Tags: poem, red rover, darkness, death, fear, I might be drunk, I mean it happens Author
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