Caution

 

Caution

Am I really warning you

Or concerning you

Flames taking over a feeling left by the night

No one here to see the tree fall

So it didn’t make a sound at all

Ancient language written by a man in hell

Caution

By the sound of my voice you tell I don’t give a f**k

The movement of my step leave the most heartless man out of breathes

Figure it will remind this way for future years are curse her healthy body away

Fake conversations she turns on

Their sick, she/he died

Okay

She replies

Caution

She’s been broken hearted for souls that stoled her own

Now her hands and body are the only things she owns

The untitled beating spirit sits in a chair that no longer has cushion

Behead her beautiful face she takes and takes

Caution

Am I really warning you

Or concerning you

Reviews

[Shanny Rowanhill]

Wow
I really like this =) Such a mystic feeling about it.