I was in a bad place but I'm out of it now
The last thing I had was a sharp length of silver.
Covering my eyes though all is black I hear a shot... screaming... sobbing.
What was going on?
I try to cover my ears so I can't hear their pain,
But I can't move.
I force the sounds out of my head,
Only to smell, and taste blood.
Blood? Why blood?
I try to hold my breath and spit out the blood I taste.
I am not breathing. I will never breathe again.
I have to sleep with the sounds the sights and the smells and tastes.
This is my eternal torment.
Poetry by Asheron
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Written on 2006-08-15 at 05:51
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My Eternal Torment
I wake to find I can no longer see.The last thing I had was a sharp length of silver.
Covering my eyes though all is black I hear a shot... screaming... sobbing.
What was going on?
I try to cover my ears so I can't hear their pain,
But I can't move.
I force the sounds out of my head,
Only to smell, and taste blood.
Blood? Why blood?
I try to hold my breath and spit out the blood I taste.
I am not breathing. I will never breathe again.
I have to sleep with the sounds the sights and the smells and tastes.
This is my eternal torment.
Poetry by Asheron
Read 740 times
Written on 2006-08-15 at 05:51
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