Anna's blog.

On Our Way To The Execution    I kissed you like it was the last time  our silent trauma bleeds together  In our messy chaotic masterpiece You gave my dead flowers I’ve brought back to life  don’t forget to pick up chocolate on your way to the execution fire outside our window ,  We freeze in the night  Our pain dipped in weirdness  open the windows  to breath in the smoke  make love to me in the  ashes  The executions are coming  let’s live while we wait  sing songs to the children that we’ll never have  I cradle the corpse of my broken dreams  lost in the ashes  let’s sit here and scream hold each other while the world goes insane  apathy  nation  they choose not to care  As our future is dying   we dance on the graveyard  we long to atone  yet the sins were not ours   atonement you must make  execution notice of our nei...