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How I Died
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How I Died |
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Street Poet Member
since 2002-07-07
Posts 82 |
We're in a van I don't know where we're going I can't see because both of my eyes are swollen shut They have my hands and feet chained so I can't run or fight back He said "Where's the money Al?" Before I could respond He connects with a bone crushing blow to my face If my jaw wasn't broken I'd tell him to go **** himself I told him I didn't have the money a torturous hour ago Maybe he didn't hear me As I struggled to speak because I was choking on my own blood They don't believe me, because I'm a crook just like them I know I'm gonna die, that's just the how this game is played When the money is lost, people must die until it's found There's a dead fish smell in here, we must be near the lake The van stops, the doors open, three guys pick up my beaten body One guy says "make sure the blocks are on there tight" I think they're chaining Cinder blocks to my feet I can hear the crashing of the waves They throw me over the edge of the cliff I can feel that moment of weightlessness Right before the Cinder Blocks drag me to my watery grave SPLASH... I sink to the bottom of the lake Fish and algae are brushing against my face I hold my breath as long as I can The ice cold water starts filling up my warm lungs My life force is starting to swim away Death is my new residence Then I wake up, it's dark, just a moonlight I stand up and I'm surrounded by tall grass and trees My body is completely healed, not even a scratch A wolf with cold black eyes approaches me and says "Welcome to the Inferno" |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
Interesting... I'd like to see where this leads. Though that last line definitly lets the reader know you didn't stop sinking at the bottom of the ocean. The beginning reminded me of an old Cheech and Chong routine about an old man who is being tortured to "sign zee papers." But he responds, "I can't sign the papers because you have broken all of my fingers." I guess your friends didn't get their money either. That'll teach them to kill you. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." [This message has been edited by Andrew Scott (11-30-2010 12:01 AM).] |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
OOO so chilling!! I enjoyed it very much. |
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