Liar
They are a liar serving their desire
Coldhearted that’s how it all started
Touch of death, not even a breath
Tears form
Fears swarm
They hesitate
I have faith
Then pain hits like a train
I scream so extreme but nobody hears a thing
Blood floods while I lay lifeless
I bet to them this is priceless
Police find me there but yet I am deceased
They find the beast but yet they were released
They are a Liar serving their desire spreading like wildfire
This poem is about:
Our world