Ákos Lumnitzer
08-16-2009, 06:23 PM
Image by the one and only Denise and words by yours truly.
Mist floats in the woods
Yet not a soul stirs
Those howling gales
Are so cold it hurts
I hear a scream far away
Or did someone yell
It's drifting toward me
This creature from he11
What did it come for
What is its purpose
Why did it pick me
Out from a distance
I feel drops of rain
They fall from the sky
His claws inflict pain
As I exhale my cry
My blood's spurting out
My body drains fast
I wonder how long
Have I got to last
Awakened, I'm sweating
I shake like a leaf
My journey to he11
Was ever so brief
A lesson well learned
This all has to stop
My obsession with
Adobe Photoshop
Mist floats in the woods
Yet not a soul stirs
Those howling gales
Are so cold it hurts
I hear a scream far away
Or did someone yell
It's drifting toward me
This creature from he11
What did it come for
What is its purpose
Why did it pick me
Out from a distance
I feel drops of rain
They fall from the sky
His claws inflict pain
As I exhale my cry
My blood's spurting out
My body drains fast
I wonder how long
Have I got to last
Awakened, I'm sweating
I shake like a leaf
My journey to he11
Was ever so brief
A lesson well learned
This all has to stop
My obsession with
Adobe Photoshop