EN CHANTRESS

Whyte Queen
@WhyteQueen
8 years ago

    The summer breeze brushed past my sundress    Sunlight glazed through my eyes    The rubbles stare deep into me    The more I looked the less I saw    I felt like a puppet    In the control of a master    The piper who plays    Dictating the chords of my life    I've been abacinated by the hot coals of hate and inequality    I need for it all to stop    I need you to fight for me    Not that I'm not strong enough