Based on my book, Accursed Red. A conversational poem between two troubled girls, Ismus and Linnasoeta.
I’m trying my best to get to you
But my life is hard too.
You’re not the only with borders.
You’re not the only one with orders.
Heaven and hell
Know them both quite well.
It’s funny you like the devil more
Than the land of milk and honey.
This is why you never understand me.
Why do you say love when you have no sympathy?
This leaves us to part.
But, friend, you crushed my heart.
There’s no reason why
We have to die
With no honor or glory.
What is the real truth?
What do we do?
We still need help too.
Running from the truth.
They say our lives have just begun
But we’re all ready, ready to run.
Escape to get me.
From my life in misery.