This is not bliss <br />The city burns in ashes <br />while I laugh <br />I stop and realize its ALL OVER <br /> <br />I grabbed my bag and my guitar and headed east <br />far away from this places memories <br />There all gone <br />There all gone I say <br />Im free un-owned, unknown <br /> <br />This is not bliss <br />sadly there's no one I miss <br />I walk the road where the cars have tumbled <br />no more struggle <br />Hopefully, I wont encounter anyone <br />There's debre and clothes hanging everywhere <br />The bodies fade, the bodys are dead <br /> <br />This is not bliss <br />so I run away <br />Run away<br /><br />ice johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/un-bliss/
