alexwrittendown

Thoughts in the shape of words.

Category: Poetry

Hit You From Below

We don’t need your chemical artillery
We don’t need your lies and deceit
If you can’t listen to your own
Then you’ve got to face defeat

The opressed shall find their way
Someday

You’ll never know
What hit you from below
Your ruling will forego
And you’ll never know
What hit you from below

You can kill every man in your prison
Kill all of the ideas that you meet
But there’s always people
Who’ll never accept defeat

The opressed shall find their way
Someday

You’ll never know
What hit you from below
Your ruling will forego
And you’ll never know
What hit you from below

You’re comfortable on your throne
You’ve found your holy grail
But what will happen to you
When the crimes you’ve comitted will unveil

The opressed shall find their way
Someday

You’ll never know
What hit you from below
Your ruling will forego
And you’ll never know
What hit you from below

Yes, your ruling must clearly end
Feelings and empathy
You can’t comprehend
Or how real life works
You only see the perks
And that’s why

The opressed will find their way
Someday

And you’ll never know
What hit you from below
Your ruling will forego
And you’ll never know
What hit you from below

6 Months

6 months

That’s how long it took

For us to meet again

6 months

A brief flash of time

Or an eternity spent insane

I can’t blame thee

The shame lies on me

For living up ‘n’ down

For not being around

But I hope we’re okay

Despite all of those days

That I was on the run

For 6 months

6 months

There ain’t no way to tell

How I’ve withered away

6 months

I never ment to be cruel

I’m just a fool so afraid

I can’t blame thee

The shame lies on me

For living up ‘n’ down

For not being around

But I hope we’re okay

Despite all of those days

That I was on the run

For 6 months

6 months

A continual trip away

From the cold reality

6 months

Without  a single clue

Facing my own mortality

I just blame me

For tryin’ t’ be free

Yes, living up ‘n’ down

A fool downtown

But I hope we’re okay

Despite all of those days

That I was on the run

For 6 months