Fading

by Marquesas   Jun 2, 2012


I feel myself begin to fade,
A smell of stagnant fear hangs in the air
It stinks, like an old, rotting corpse
The hate and anger burns my skin
Like my body is being engulfed by flames
Loosing control as everything fades to blood red
Tasting the fury and envy on my tongue
I can't hear my conscience any more
Drowned out by the screams of pain around me
Finally, everything fades from red to black
What have I done?

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