disclaimer: German is NOT my first language and my challenge to myself is to write a (straight) love poem in german without translate so thus in two ways out of my comfort zone, with all that aside, enjoy…
“Your crown is made if the people’s bones and hunger!!” yelled my dear friend in rage at our once beloved Queen. After this, everything was a blur but i can recall a few details. I was being pulled away by a guard as I fought to see my friend, tears streaming down my face when I gasped in shock. Something they don’t prepare you to see un the military is when your friend looses their head, right in...
“1… 2… 3…” the sound of a new round, refreshing. I ran into the dark landscape slowly hearing the counting fade. As I huddled next to a tree I peaked around to see the yellow glow of lights around the house. I lost track of the counter, something tells me she’s out there and i don’t even know it.
“FUUCC-“ I heard John yell as I caught wind from his speed passing by not even knowing I was the...