Crash Into The Floor


Fibrated eyes with spokes on the wheel, they kept turning as he made his way through the hallway. Those flames slapped his face with a hardened distance, lefts and rights they smashed into your throat. Your unrelenting force withdrew from the stone walls, as your knuckles bled overlapping the already punctured wounds. You vessels crack open, fizzling like the beat of a drum before wartime. Collapsing inward, you run from your soul crushing defeat. Mere moments pass through the void of degradation, splendidly the corpses rot in your feeble  mind impassively in cohesion. You keep the demons on a leash, for only a temporary measurement. Five by four, the feet crash into the floor pavement.

Contributor- Chris Ballenger


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