Cithara Patra

 

 

Ghosts

The ghosts around you sent a warning
The ghosts reminded you to hunker down
Build a shelter around your body and sanity
Cause war walking up to your doorstep
There’s a war landing on your front porch

The signs were blinking all around you
The sirens blared though you shut them out
The ghosts haunted you before you fell asleep
Warning of a war walking up to your doorstep
There’s a war landing on your front porch

You never took their words to heart
You took their good advice for granted
Now you’re shivering under the covers and waiting
For the war walking up to your doorstep
There’s a war landing on your front porch

The ghosts know destruction before it comes
The ghosts know where it’s heading all too well
They sent the message loud and clear
That there’s a war walking up to your doorstep
And now that war is on your front porch
And now that war is your war too

 

Bang

Bits of my ceiling fall upon my desk
crumbling to dust as they hit the wood
Outside, a cry is smothered with that sound
Bang

Another chorus of screams fills my room
pouring through the glass of my windows
and vibrating against the walls
Bang
Then that sound rings out
silence falls
Bang

My floorboards creaking, lights flickering
My bed shakes and bottles tip over
Bang
Heat seeps through the walls as my fan whirs above
attempting to cool down my sanctuary
Bang
I hear them crying and screaming as my lights go out
Then once again, it strikes and chaos ends
for tonight

Bang

 

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