Bleeding soul

by Goodbye   Jun 14, 2008


Nowhere to run
no place to escape
Today is the day
sun will never rise
Heart beats under my ribs
pain for being alive
Just like the sheep
before the slaughter comes

I feel you here
the eyes from darkness
has hunted at me
A gun pointing at my head
I run in the streets
people look at me
Two running persons
scream.....
dark curtains fall
the scene is ready
bleeding soul is screaming
to God's protection tonight

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  • 15 years ago

    by Ares

    Awesom write!

  • 15 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    A powerful write, sad too!! I like how you described this situation like doomed sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

    Well done

    Michael

    p.s I think you meant ribs instead of rips, didn't you?