The pounding in my chest vibrating through my may body
In the silence I can hear it clear
War drums
Like my heart can tell the battle is almost here
And I'm terrified
I'm hot, I'm cold
I'll stop my heart if I could stop the fight
I won't make it out alive
There'll be no winner in this
No winner
I care bout no one but me
You care bout no one but you
I care bout no one but you
I can't win this
The Sun's setting
Heart vessels are bursting
The sand burns with the rage in your heart and dances to the beat of the drums
I won't make it thru this either way
There are no winners here either way
Can see dust rising
My heart beats to the sound of your feets rushing
At each other
At me
I stand in the middle of you tearing each other apart
I stand in the middle and let u tear me apart
Tear me apart instead
Thru the night
Til dawn
When war drum stops
So will my heart
Coz there are no winners here
No winners
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem