Two O’clock

Shattered glass on the empty floors
Dark echoes scream from the hall
Empty bottles filled with ashes
She falls deeper into the unknown
Weightless souls become
buried underneath
A thousand of feathers,
silently waiting
Until the ticking clock suddenly
spins out of control,
only screams of agony
and vivid Images appear
stored on a black hard drive.
Hurry hurry, press delete!

She begs to be spared….
Then gives up hope.

Let me drown as I wave my hand
Out of the freezing water.
Don’t bother wasting deep whispers
Into the dark night pulling me
Further and further from the truth.

It stings and burns immensely
The rope won’t reach me.
I pull and thug
Hanging on by a threat
Giving up I may regret.

Ugly Crowds, fire burns,
Rocks skipping across the water.
Tension and disgust wrap
My intestines so tightly.
Let me breathe please.
Hold that rock close
Ad then release it quickly.
Laughs and fake giggles
Spare me the agony.
Bugs are crawling over
My worn out body.
Shed out of this skin fast
It prickles me, ouch!
Dig and bury me deep ,
Underneath a pretty tree.