The Harsh Reality

The smoke is rising out,
People all stare in doubt.

The bridges are burned and the bad people are free,
So this is why are streets are full of so much debris.

Lies fall heavy just like false tales,
Things are so bad that no wind fills the ships sails.

Is this how it will all end?
The world on fire and ready to bend?

This is just a small example of what I think of,
I also wonder how this blood ever got onto my glove.

Author's Note

Wrote this and don't know what to think of it... Anyone like it?

Reviews

[The Invisible Girl]

This is good! The descriptions were great. You really got me to think. Keep it up! :) 100/100

[Edward]

Thank you soo much :D glad you enjoyed it! :3

[The Invisible Girl]

You're welcome! :D

[Gloria]

I do