7 August 2012
Dripping blood On the tree You stuck yourself Straight through me
I fall, bloody Face plant in the ground I'm all tore up You've not a sound
Drip, drip Onto my leg As I say a prayer To continue my life, I beg
A gentle rain emerges Washing the blood away I roll on my back This is my final day
I look to this tree Start from the roots going up Until I see The arrow that sliced me too rough
Droplets On my face Tears and rain My only embrace
A thunderous clap A bright flash The world gets dark And acts a little rash
Another boom! Blinding light A crack from the tree Filling me with fright
It whomps And weeps Begins to fall Straight towards me
Crash! I'm crushed The arrow stabbed once more I'm feeling flushed
The rain pours My breathing goes shallow As I say good-bye For I won't make tomorrow
A breeze flows In my last breath Giving my chills As I give into Death.
#12. Arrows (1) • Opuss № I