Escape

[MSUIndian]

Undo the wrath bestowed on you,
Lift up faltering arms to seemingless spirits,
Drown mercifully into the darkness.
Puddles form beneath you in attempts to conquer.
Dry, despaired haunted eyes,
Empty meaningless thoughts.

Crowned horns spike crackling skin,
Iron's embeded into bruised flesh,
Red crimsion flows freely unto the ground.

Blankly, my friend I see your eyes,
Deep pools of ragged thoughts attempting to escape,
An hour glass of my life I forsee.

Gasping harsh unheard of last breaths,
Weezing and oozing the life of one so young,
Granting the serenity of changes,
The time has come.

 

[Brain Spout]

nice, im assuming its someone shooting someone. i cant tell you are the person with the gun or the person being shot. im assuming the person being shot, but it is a little unclear in that sense. i sense that if this is written about your real life that you are in deep shit or something and you feel like everything is in slow motion as you are slowly dying, all you really want to do is escape. you dont care about this world, this corpse, just to escape this period of grief.

thats just my interpretation

 

[_Kitana_]

nice, im assuming its someone shooting someone. i cant tell you are the person with the gun or the person being shot. im assuming the person being shot, but it is a little unclear in that sense. i sense that if this is written about your real life that you are in deep shit or something and you feel like everything is in slow motion as you are slowly dying, all you really want to do is escape. you dont care about this world, this corpse, just to escape this period of grief.

thats just my interpretation

How did u come to this?

 

[Brain Spout]

Undo the wrath bestowed on you,
Lift up faltering arms to seemingless spirits,
Drown mercifully into the darkness.
Puddles form beneath you in attempts to conquer.
Dry, despaired haunted eyes,
Empty meaningless thoughts.

Crowned horns spike crackling skin,
Iron's embeded into bruised flesh,
Red crimsion flows freely unto the ground.

Blankly, my friend I see your eyes,
Deep pools of ragged thoughts attempting to escape,
An hour glass of my life I forsee.

Gasping harsh unheard of last breaths,
Weezing and oozing the life of one so young,
Granting the serenity of changes,
The time has come.

well if you read it there are a lot of oozing and bleeding, even in the first stanza.

Crowned horns spike crackling skin,
Iron's embeded into bruised flesh,
Red crimsion flows freely unto the ground.

crowned horns spike crackling skin is like a bullet piercing flesh.

irons embeded into bruised flesh...

 

[DIZNUTS]

well if you read it there are a lot of oozing and bleeding, even in the first stanza.

Crowned horns spike crackling skin,
Iron's embeded into bruised flesh,
Red crimsion flows freely unto the ground.

crowned horns spike crackling skin is like a bullet piercing flesh.

irons embeded into bruised flesh...

dude you one smart mofo......but gettin back to the topic i really really like it....good job