In my nightmares, at last hours,
meet me at the dead ends.
As soon as the reality bends,
I'll ask you to save one.

On the flesh of yearning worms,
the sprightly movements of sloths,
crushing every bone of oaths,
terror took a better hold of one and all.

Running from their sacred realms,
people burning and tearing up,
so the earth becomes dump,
with the blood in fumes to inhale.

I'll throw myself to save you,
when you said so,
then I'll ask you the same tho,
Who do you save again?

With you looking in my empty eyes,
I'll save myself out of hope,
cutting the linking rope,
saying to crawl, to hide, I also want to survive.

© credits¿Shezah.