Dark cloudy day with lightning bolts in the sky
The drops comming out of the sky flowing ever so smooth
The darkness crowds the area like night without a moon
Hail falling down destroying having no mercy
The diamond sun is blinded by the false visions
A fire started big and uncontrolable
Everything is now ashes not a trace of life
The sunshine and rainbows no longer exsist
The world reeks of kerosine
The last image shown of an angry life
Standing at the end with a match
Saring the earth down with cold black eyes
SHOOP, the sound of the match being lit
Everythings begining to turn its course
They try to run but their stuck like mimes in a box
The fire travels 30 miles per second
The bodies burn all u hear is screaming
The world is over not a trace of life
Im woken in a cold sweat calling your name
But only to find that no one was there
Soon I realize its not a dream I am the angry soul.

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tenderpoison commented on Nightmare


let your angry soul bleed and rage on paper....keep writing, it's cleansing. you are not alone here. good write.

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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