From Now
Slightly drizzling, the clouds part and reveal intense, orange, Sun rays-
On this glum day, as if saying, ‘ the concrete’s worthy of the sun’s praise’...
I Inhale, and the blunts haze circle my once dazed mind, as I hit the lye
And I notice a collected puddle reflecting the hues of a conflicted sky
Then the twisted cry of traffic gets my eye and I focus on a battered van
When Out steps a tattered man, in the cold grey streets with a gat at hand
...His clothes are beaten and shine of wet blood, rinsed in the rain’s past
And the stains clasp on his frame...*Gasp* then he raises the gun and freezes
Now, in his cloudy eyes, I see this speechless deepness, that needs this-
Blood spill to reach his complete bliss...But no!...I see there’s more to it!
When he screams “I have to do it” , aims at a car and shoots through it...
The car spews it’s glass into the air as the bullets inter the window...
The fragments of glass almost float as the wind blows and I become in-tranced
Because I see the worlds visuals enhanced, as the glass seems to dance...
They reflect everything from the sky, to traffic, to a far away river
Then a large piece of glass hits the sun at an angle...
...and I see the man bite his barrel and pull the trigger
To Then
Blood covers my garments, outside my apartment
And my heat’s bent, because I know I sparked this
With my, almost, heartless chase for street fame...
...But who knew, I’d loose her when the heat came?
Her blood covers me, and nothing soothes these pains
And with a slight drizzle coming down, I remain-
On my front, where she died...until I see an old van
Out steps an old man, reaching for my cold hand
“doesn’t look good, huh”, he said as he pulled me up
Then I felt adrenaline, and noticed the man freeze up
*blackout*
Next thing I know, I’m driving a vehicle in traffic
When I notice Ali, so I grab my concealed mattic
He killed my girl, so I have plans to shoot it.....
....I hesitate.......awww fuck!........“I have to do it!”
...When I’m done shooting, the guys face changes with my vantage
*cries*...it wasn’t even Ali.....*bites gun* I’ve done enough damage
*BANG!*
News reporter: It seems that the dead man in the back of the van involved in today’s brutal murder suicide was an innocent car jacking victim. The old man, Randy James, is survived by his loving wife, three children, and ten grandchildren.
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