Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for mature content.
Wind blows, lights flicker
The monster crawls from his swamp
He takes one, then another
Until I am left alone
I can smell
The chemicals seeping
Into your skin
Claws wrapping around
Your lungs
Forcing into your throat
Two steps to the coffin
One step to the grave
Heart on the floor,
blood on the wall
One, two…
Refusing the air
Vodka in the Gatorade
When,
will you stop?
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Wow this is quite violent and descriptive but that's really good. I like the way its a lot of detail but in such short poem very good righting. I am not good at English why is the righting like that? (pleas reply the answer). I really like this very powerful and interesting I loved it cannot wait to see more.
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Well, i've got to say, this poem is little bit of a mystery to me since it seems to pull me to something i don't know. At the beginning i just thought it may be a fantasy kind of poem but as i read the second verse, i doubted it and begun question whether i actually read it well.
What am trying to say is that, although it's a bit haunting...i dont seem to be able to generate a meaning from it.