(Peotry is indeed English don't report this, there is no reason. Be considerate and have a nice day thank you.) #7

When your favorite food tastes like charcoal on your tongue
And the fresh air turns black on your lungs
And the people you love turn their backs on the sun
And you see your baby making paper guns

Where is the silver bullet
You hold the trigger and i’ll pull it
We don't need oil in the skillet
Our sun is dying with nothing to kill it

I’ve never gotten further running in place
I’ll never go farther if i don’t show face
I’ll never get a charge if I’m buying in outer space
And if you aren't running you’ll never keep pace

I- I understand this completely Gem just know i am here no matter the problem or situation <3333

~Love

   Grey

Explanation:

The rain pours

not so little it all started with a little dribble

as i'm alone

the rain pours on my sad home

the rain is red its from the tomes

buried beneath my home

its blood from the stones they throw

the rain washes the blood and i'm still cold

maybe i'm really just alone

Explanation:

i love poems!

thick as the foliage of the waving wood; the figurative language that is used here is referring to a battle. there are two mountains that are facing opposite of each other, and they have armies better stick like a forest.

u don't know that wow good luck tho bud