As he smiles,
he screams out
nails bleeding, arms flailing.
Sky raining, field a blur of heathers.
Wind howling, Bricks failing
Sights that forever bleed
A deep shade of black,
devouring the landscape.
A sight so common.
As he drinks away,
A hearty laugh that has already ended.
Take ̶o̶n̶e̶ more
The sweetness of candy beneath his tongue, how they silence his cries.
He slips into a fitful nightmare.
A casket that awaits,
the express train that marked him.
those... Parents and their bleeding hearts.
A shout that frames their sorrow.
A cold, that ever shivers.
As he walks away
a lion striding along the weak
their paws battered,
manes cut and torn off
eyes gouged and yet the glint of steel.
Adorned forever more.
He stops and runs back
A thunderclap cry that runs towards him,
A scar crushes his ribs with a heavy dent.
As he sleeps,
heavy, a toss or turn, a common sign.
An IV drip to his side,
candies of blue, white and red.
A staining crimson sentence.
A deathly silence takes him.
A bullet to the head is what saved him...
I think I've reached a new level of what the **** have I just written.
Thought I try writing something for Halloween.
This one got really dark quickly but... Poems are poems.