Signs

by Elizabeth   Nov 12, 2006


Hatred demons
shadowed walls
tiny cuts
think streaks of up pulled skin
pumping blood

drips of blood run down the walls
puddling at the bottom of the walls
creatures creep just beyond the shadows

waiting for someone
anyone to step out
how do you fight something that is 10x the strength of you
there only thirst is blood

the farther you run
the funnier the struggle
sinking teeth
pain is first

a burning feeling suns through you veins
it feels as though your flesh is burning off you body
then heart stops

then jumps back to life
no breath comes from your mouth in the night
you make no sound as you creep through your flight

watching those of what you used to be
waiting for your chance
of your very first

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  • 18 years ago

    by Kimmy

    The flow was a little choppy, but the overall idea was really good. I liked it.
    -Kimmy