Getting to Ones Mind
Posted By: CoLd BlooDed<sk8_4life7_@hotmail.com>
Date: 30 January 2004, 4:36 AM
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Stuck in a corner,
ignoring the shrieks.
Its only been minutes,
but it feels like weeks.
The monsters attacked,
a little while ago.
You tried to defend,
but their assault never slowed.
Backpedaling fast,
with your gun blazing.
Nowhere to run,
with the monsters hell raising.
Tripping over sprawled bodies,
and out of ammunition,
you need to get to a door,
its your only ambition.
Slamming the door behind you,
your trapped in a room.
Running to hide in the corner,
and wait for everyone's doom.
You hear the footsteps of soldiers,
and the screams begin.
You know that they're dying,
your minds clawing from within.
Your heart is pounding fiercely,
why weren't the monsters still confined?
All you can do is wait,
and see if it's the end of mankind.
Minutes tick by,
with fear and adrenaline combined,
everything seems slower,
the creatures can easily get to ones mind.
Writers Note: I haven't been writing any poems on HBO lately so I might be a little rusty, hope you enjoyed it.
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