Sickening Lullabies

My sick sweet lullaby tearing its way through

Bribing my soul deep wishes to break loose

Purple and blue, formed, and waiting to be seen

Barely containing themselves, they might break through at the seam

Bright colors and checkered patterns all around

Please God, let me stay on my feet, I don’t want to be on the ground

The whispering bridges falling down

Need our help, the people could drown!

All is but words ready to be set

They need to be combined or we might lose the bet

The echoing flames waiting to be hear

I’m here, please say it, I won’t be a messenger bird

Please, you’re too quiet, I need to know

You were the only witness, No don’t go!