Death at a Shooting

The cold linoleum ground,

Hard against my cheek,

Blocking my ear so that

I could hear the soft

Thump, thump

Like a feather in my chest.

Thunder and screams,

All so distant,

But my thumping heart

Is here

Singing my eulogy. 

The warmth spreads from

My stomach to my finger tips.

Liquid acidic scarlet

Blooms like a flower

Through my shirt.

Like poison it spreads,

Staining the white ground,

Warming my cheek with

The syrup of life.

Breaths come ragged.

Chest rises and falls

Like waves in a storm.

A hurricane.

Dark clouds surround my vision.

I search for the light

I've been told to see.

Nothing,

But the florescent lighting.

Clouds close in 

My song slows to an end.

Whispering drums.

Thump...thump.

The bright lights.

The stained linoleum floor.

Then,

Darkness

Reviews

[Mahigan]

You can feel your own pulse start to slow as you read this and your feeling start to go away. Love this one.

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Stunning imagery:)

Yas