Drippings never heard
This is a poem about people who are suffering but we never go to help them and just feel sad after it is too late
Drippings never heard
Rain,
But scarlet,
The pain,
A thorny part-let,
The spirits,
Call,
When in the void,
They fall,
The world,
Doesn’t feel it,
The pain,
Nobody steals it,
Curse,
Not magic,
Jealousy,
And tragic
Down,
They face,
To the dark light,
They race
A candle,
Shines,
But their devil’s
Shrine,
We give,
Our hand,
But they have,
Already fallen,
Their prisms,
Shone,
In an absence,
Unknown,
In an absence,
Unknown...
