River Of Red
Thoron
27 Nov, 2012 12:06 PMI lay by the river stained in blood red, evil thoughts appear in my head, I grin at the soon to be mangled corpses of the dead, my anger erupts, violent and abrupt, I pull out my gun, they scream and run, I laugh as I shoot them down one by one, he begs on his knees trembles and cries, I feel no empathy I want him to die, his eyes widen as I unsheathe my knife, he stares in horror he know's in strife, I cut his neck open into a big red grin, I am the evilest of all the sins, I have completely lost control just another tortured soul I burn all the rest that remain I love it, I love it I'm so fucking insane I chuckle at the misery and pain, I watch curiously their melting skin, I've let out the demon within, he lets out a mighty roar, there's not enough blood he needs much more, I sink my hammer into one of their heads, a sickening crunch his head snaps, dead I keep pounding and pounding till metal meets bone, I'm so lost and misguided left all alone, I get on my knees and I cry tears of blood, so this is what I have become? I pull out my gun and place it on my head, for a split second I feel extreme pain from the white hot lead, I fall forward adding to the river of red, just another lifeless body to add to the dead.
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Post a Comment20 Nov, 2014 01:39 AM
man i made your poem part of my English project and i am thoroughly impressed with it. gg m8
05 Dec, 2016 03:11 PM
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