ENTERING

Late,so its dark

and you know they love to kill;

i dream without my eyes

i lost them when i prayed the night.

Screams,i saw them unfold

trying to catch and eat

i smell the whispers talkin’

around i catch myself alone.

The black night behind me,

calling me to kill

i push my fingers in the ears

and it all began to bleed.

I cried my screams off

i’m racing with the wind

i saw the sky cursing

singing the dead song;flying to clear up the wind

I ran myself for LIFE

scars growing everywhere,trying to tell a lie

now things became clear

i got trapped by myself.

I float as they flew me

they were takin’ me somewhere i would never understand,

i was blindfolded; i tried to hear them sing

was a ritual-kind-of music; an ancient practice

I can feel the heat comin’

guess they want me to fry up.

my blood to take away the thirst

my flesh for the sacrifice….

But…… i was wrong;

they were never so kind..

they were trying to burry me alive

and at last they did!

I choked myself to the last breath

My eyes closing to blind

The last whisper i could ever remember:

Welcome to the kingdom called LIFE!!!

Merin Loukrakpam