inspiration lost

I was thinking of hey jude when I was writing this so it sort of has the same tempo

 black Bird

stuck on barbed wire

your heard

singing like liquid fire

black words

swirl down

the throat 

of a liar

so cold

he told

my words have fled

my mouth is dry

they all crumble into red

shifts of gray

Is what

I bled

slow or die

she said

“you lie”

ravens fall on my shoulders

she said

“don’t cry”

as get a bit older

Just say goodbye

I should have told her

Author's Note

hope u like :)

Reviews

[just is]

Another Awesome write
Hey! You are really good
I am enjoyeing your stuff
You are very talented and
I just don't tell everyone that.

This write is also so very true
Especially these words

black words
swirl down
the throat
of a liar
so cold
he told


You're a awesome poet

[nostal]

Really good.