Fire
The gut wrenching sorrow.
The bullet.
The choking smoke.
FEAR.
The beating of my heart.
The shouting.
The fire.
The screams fill the air.
Tearing from my throat.
Why, Why, Why.
Each thought beating in time to my heart.
No exit.
No safe house.
The gun goes off.
The sound fills the black air.
The stabbing pain.
It pales in comparison to the sorrow,
the loneliness.
Why did they leave.
Why, Why.
The red drops follow me.
They leave a well marked trail.
This has to be a dream.
No, a nightmare.
Some twisted reality.
That would explain why everything has gone wrong.
The pounding of footsteps.
No, No, No.
The smoke is thick.
The ground in flooded with blood.
The screams just won't stop.
They are gone.
And I have nothing left.
I wish that I could run from this truth.
I wish that I had died too.
The world would be a better place without me.
That, I know, is a fact.
Hey how is it going? i wrote this one with Ciel in mind. Hope that you like it. It's mainly about the fire that killed his family. Hope that i did a good enough job to get some reviews (hint, hint, nudge, nudge).
Sincerely the ever InSAnE,
Synk