Soon I'm going to leave
Soon I'm not gonna exist
The scent of blood
Fills my nostrils
The salt of tears
Lingers in my mouth
The cries of agony
Ring in my ears
For its insanity
Nothing more
Nothing less
My blood warm
My blood trickling down my arm
My tears running down my face
The thunder crashes
BOOM
The lightning strikes
Just above me
Signaling a transformation
One so hideous
One so ugly
One so horrible
One no one
Should be around
Because
It's a monster
And it will be uncaged
Soon
YOU ARE READING
Fading Whispers
PoetryA song is thoughts, thoughts are the heart. Well, here is my song, my thoughts, my heart.
