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Tank


The combined voices of teenagers continually rising on every wood trying to be heard in the sea of sounds Trying to blend in with the surroundings but I can't quite blend in Trapped inside a metal death trap, ghastly tank Until my time arrives Till then I have to stick around and pray to make it out alive The sharks are swimming, ready to bite Swim as fast as you can and don't get caught They can smell the fear escaping my pores But its already to late, they have spotted me "Please, just leave me alone, I've done nothing wrong" My pleas echo and bounce of the walls Fear and confusion fill the air Their teeth are bared and their coming in fast Too many of them, too many too count No hope Everyone watches Paled faces, they pretend they can not see or hear I'm alone Tears staining my cheeks , this only fuels their hunger It gives them joy, they like playing with their food The sign of defeat is clear They attack using their lethal bites Agonizing. It seems like years has passed once they stop Its time to leave Wounded I leave the tank Only tomorrow I have to face it again tomorrow And hopefully I get to hug the darkness and be forgotten
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