Fragments - Whispering Sons

It’s been a pretty fight

Despite being motionless

Caressing casualties

Feel tragedy in their fingers

The tragedy in their minds

Disguised by emptiness

Flawing precision

A momentary weakness

They say

It’s good to feel

Shiver

Shed some tears

I’m crying

For more

Disasters and calamities

They say it’s good to feel

Stabbed through the flesh

Shed some tears

Pieces of people

Fall over the edge

Carelessly craving something

One day I’ll be lying there

It’s been a pretty fight

Despite being motionless

Carefully sculptured

Though disfigured and deluded

They say

It’s good to feel

Shiver

Shed some tears

I’m crying

For more

Disasters and calamities

They say it’s good to feel

Stabbed through the flesh

Shed some tears

Pieces of people

Fall over the edge

Carelessly craving something

One day I’ll be lying there