AFilthyLittleFruit

I heard the pounding of feet soft sighs of defeat something had gone wrong my mind paced as I watched on I looked at them but they didn't see the look in their eyes as they looked to the sky pale blue framed by blood true a fire burned in their heart just waiting for a spark those melancholy skies the sense of hope died they waited until the cloud covered the moon I felt the tempo of their hearts start to move it was a drumming beat together they rose to their feet with the shot of a gun they began to run they ran from their past no regrets just laughs their troubles unmasked it set them free allowed them to breathe to

joy, it came in a small box hidden away buried beneath dirt and clay a box we dreamed hoped to see it always seemed to slip away a day in spring this box it gleamed calling me from far away my weary feet carried the beat rushing towards the bay a beautiful thing that called to me drifted along the way pulling me swiftly into the bay joy came to me allowing me to see washing my sorrows away hand in hand with nothing to harrow our plans we found the courage to begin again

swinging heads clamoring eyes sickly laughter salvation dies hope sauntered on deserting us, goodbye we wept and wept yet we knew not why standing alone at peace I cried this loneliness had been divine light forsaken my light was taken I poised in the dark counting the moments with each beat of my heart