out

looking out
for ourselves
all alone
no one else
flesh and blood
sometimes not even that
all alone
no one else
scream and shout
no one hears
only destruction
falling pieces
from the sky
black and grey
reaching out
running out
looking out
for a way
tired of this
war
tired of these
bombs
so afraid, so afraid
how could such a rose
be so painful
to hold
full of thorns
is it worth it
am i worth it
looking out
could i do it?
could i stay?
or should i go?
no more pain
golden rule
i can't follow
run away
look away
maybe this time...
looking out...
all alone...
walk alone...
am i alone?