The Cry

From a tangled dream

you awake because of a silent cry

A cry from somewhere outside

your mind and your comprehension

Somehow attractive like the call

of sirens leading you to your death

The cry makes you leave your home

and walk towards your painful end

All people gathered around

the monument of endlessness

The flying tears and the sound

detach your mind and flesh

Without warning the tears turn into blood

and crying stops, ear-ripping screaming starts

You feel only pain like everyone else

until your head and brain blow away...