Death Saga II

Thrown

Down

Emptying

Everything out

No time

Moments pass

Blackout

Head pounding

No liquor involved

Shame

Regret

No clue why

Memories faded

Drugged?

Injured?

Pain

Disguised

No up

No down

Danger feels

Too real

A warm tickle

Turned to steady stream

Clear liquid

Staining my cheeks

Angst

Munching on my soul

Footsteps echo

Heartbeat drums

Picking up tempo

Staccato

Throat desert

Voice locked away

Fingers clawing

Looking for

Something

Anything

Weaponize

Arrival

Time

Expired

Death

Has knocked

And

He took

No

Prisoners

Eyes

Open

Horrified

 

 

12-23-15

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