Blur, by ~*You Shouldnt Mumble~* Subscribe to rss feed for ~*You Shouldnt Mumble~*

I see the flashing of red
Down the highway
Wet pavement
People pushing down
Slowing down
The storm is upon us.
A choice
To slow to take it
Speed down highways life
A blur a blur
Filling your thoughtful eyes
A clash a clash
Confused horror
The trigger has been pulled
And your apart of the scene
Always looking on
Never being apart
Never stopping
Never helping
Your time has come now
To be what you hated
So dearly
Im coming for you
To get what I need
Im coming to get what’s mine.
Lights more lights Flash & blur.
Series of noises pound in your head
Im coming for a mouthful
Not the whole.
Rubble Rubble
Pull yourself away from rubble.
Suffer you can feel the pain as it crawls through your skin
It Hurts, It Burns, It crumbles
The very inside of you.
Slowly not being able to move
Slowly as it creeps up on you
Slowly eating your flesh away as it peels off your bones
You stop, can’t move its here
Your Mine.
Your breath leaves as the sirens come
Echoes of Screams & Cries hum through your head.
Your Mine.
It’s your time to Die.
Its Your Time to be Mine.
Posted: 2008-07-07 09:10:20 UTC

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2010-03-11 15:33:37Convalescence
Wow. This is so... .. All I can say is wow. Lots of emotion here. Keep it up, great writing.