Possession Poem by Matt Burgett

A drink from Hell
And A shot of the sun
Make my scars
All come undone

Forcing the blood to rise
Right up to the top
Until the final vain
Inside me is caused to pop

And with the blood spilling out
Like a waterfall
Eroding the floor away
And seeping into the wall

With not a single caring face
In this room do I see
Not a single person
Cares to stop and help me

So possessed I must be
To do what it is I've done
My heart beat stops today
With the sound of a gun