Bloody Screaming Cries.
Open up my eyes
Like Watering Fields of Blistering sun beams
Coming from w/in

The weakening Heart
Slowly opening
Only ajar apart…

Quickly the Screams turn in2 whispers
So you can’t hear a peep…

The smell of rotting flesh
Eating at the nose
Forming a flaming sensation
Under the cold winded air.

Slowly I sink in this quicksand of blood
Looking a pound the Inflictions that I had
Once understood

Thinking of the past brings
Tears to my soul

I start to wish myself away...





By: Shadow-Rose

Aka me


I wrote this when I was in my 2nd math class…
The day was good in the begging but when it hit 9:30 am it when down hill…
SO yea this is how I seemed to of felt at that point in the moment.
 
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