Unnatural Causes
Ever been so far gone, you felt alive
A brisk walk under the moon turned to running for your life
Risking a moment’s glance, to be bitten on the side
Screaming and flailing, you cry for help
Who can save you, who can rescue you from this hell.
The water fills your lungs, breathe! you will yourself to say.
Breathe! don’t give up, you’re so close.
Water cuts off the last of your air.
Breathe!
The surface is getting farther away now.
Only darkness.
The ground, a burial.
A place for death.
Unmarked gravestones.
The footsteps vibrate along the edges.
Pounding, there is a pounding.
A small hesitation,
Was that a noise?
Only silence answers.
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