Random Thoughts
Location
I just simply can't stand looking
at anything in this damn room
The wall right next to me in here
holds dark memories with much gloom
along with a faint bloody smear
Looking at anything in this
room reminds me of the eerie
events that took place last night
To grab onto something sturdy
as I fell, I had looked about
When I landed I felt stinging
My arm is bleeding; I blacked out
The glass scattered on the bloody floor
pierced into me: Endless gushing.
Once I regain my consciousness
I hear my own cell phone ringing
Relief! I can escape this mess
But I just can't reach the damn thing
I try and try with no success
My extending hand drops quickly
as I hear the door creak; I freezed
All I can see is the jagged
tip of a saw; my trying's seized
But then I hear sirens: The police?
He runs away and I escape
gaining hope in each step I take
Where can I seek pure comfort now?
My own house has now become a
memory that is so horrid
But I'm glad it's over.