Freestyle Fridays!! #1 **Graphic/Disturbing*
SebaTheSociallyAwkwardPenguin
2012/07/07 00:22:12
I originally planned to do this awhile ago, but i had school and other things to deal with, please, i know this is random and mostly likely graphic, but i was bored and went along with it, dont worry there will be happy ones too :P so thoughts and comments?
Running Scared
I'm running blind, out of my mind scared, because i see security cameras watching me and they have nightvision infrared flares, i tear open the lock to get to the door, what beholds my sight is the biggest score, but i hear a slight noise, and shift my gaze to the door. but only see the bloodied drawer, where all i see its brains and gore to the point of unrecognition, as i try to run i can't, i stay glued to the floor while my emotions want me to mourn, I suck it up and remember what I've sworn that day, i would find out what happened to that little girl because i told her father i didn't care about the money, I just wanted proper closure, instead of letting the public get wind of this exposure, but even the government can't censor what I just saw, bones and cartilage had been gnawed to dust, and the metallic coloured iron in the room was decayed by so much rust. Now is my time to leave before they catch me in the act, I see a bar that wants me to get smacked, but I dodge it in time, I feel heavy as i drop to the floor, and I feel blood on the open sore and realized I've just been whacked.
I know this isn't the best, its been quite awhile that I've done a freestyle, so please bear with me. leave thoughts/comments below please.
Running Scared
I'm running blind, out of my mind scared, because i see security cameras watching me and they have nightvision infrared flares, i tear open the lock to get to the door, what beholds my sight is the biggest score, but i hear a slight noise, and shift my gaze to the door. but only see the bloodied drawer, where all i see its brains and gore to the point of unrecognition, as i try to run i can't, i stay glued to the floor while my emotions want me to mourn, I suck it up and remember what I've sworn that day, i would find out what happened to that little girl because i told her father i didn't care about the money, I just wanted proper closure, instead of letting the public get wind of this exposure, but even the government can't censor what I just saw, bones and cartilage had been gnawed to dust, and the metallic coloured iron in the room was decayed by so much rust. Now is my time to leave before they catch me in the act, I see a bar that wants me to get smacked, but I dodge it in time, I feel heavy as i drop to the floor, and I feel blood on the open sore and realized I've just been whacked.
I know this isn't the best, its been quite awhile that I've done a freestyle, so please bear with me. leave thoughts/comments below please.

















You look better.