Swimming in those
Lakes, a little strange
But he has to escape.
Swimming in those
Lakes, a little strange
But he has to escape.
Having no idea
Until it happens
The carnage.
The wild seas prove
Perilous but he keeps
Sailing elsewhere.
Not until it ends
Making the most
Of such short time.
Been through such
Dark fantasies and
Now ashamed too.
Haunted by the demons
And witches befalling
Everybody else in here.
The athlete can’t sleep
Right, always struggling
In football, fear of being
Bullied and hurt again.
Horrified as they
Were talking about
These, so sad too.
It’s over, smoke’s
Gone, so are the
Fireworks too.
Going down the stairs
Dark and sharp below
Rather unsettling too.