I just had to post this for all you old school Kate Bush followers, I used the Placebo version because it’s raw darkness fitted my poem better but this is the ONE
Running for life
27 May 2013 30 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: death, Fear, hopelessness, violence
Step after step I drag myself through the rain
Blind to all around me , my mind closed to the pangs of pain.
Fear, hatred and panic screaming in my head, loathing causing in my veins.
Step after blooded step , fast as I can and yet it is coming still gaining.
I stumble and fall , legs and arms graze I crawl no point in complaining.
Hot breath on my neck I shudder in fear I smell his rank sweat as he draws near
I feel his claws scrape at my flesh, I loose a scream of primal fear.
Ripping at my dress and hair I run for my life, to look over my shoulder I don’t dare.
No choices left to me, naught I can do . I stand and face the beast for death I prepare.
Eyes red as the devil pure evil it seems it closes on me the worst of all my bad dreams.
Caught in his clutches, mercy is not on the cards, so I beg for divine intervention
Praying hard, His nostrils are flaring he’s baring his fangs letting me live is not his intention.
Finally all I can do is fall on my knees and pray , why must this horror be my last of days.
Suddenly after a thunderous noise a white flash as lightening carved him in half God be Praised.
Broken and bleeding I lay in the mud,my life slipping out of me no fight left no more……..