• sebriety 31w

    The Last Kiss

    The end of the world rained down upon me,
    And the face of someone so sudden was all I could see,
    Through cannon shell, bayonette and bullets that made men fell,
    I saw a clearer glimpse into the gates of hell,

    A woman I had merely held, not even kissed,
    Was in the moment the thing I most sincerely missed,
    Not the men, neigh brothers in arms around me, not the father waiting back in home in trepidation,
    Only that woman I saw as I drew nearer to the inevitable obliteration,
    Our hells establish themseleves around you and me,
    But it's the angels who choose where to be