Anger,anger everywhere
why anger? why distress?
why does it have to be just like this?
i’m choking, i’m dying
in so much distress
from that horrible gas
just trying to kill the poor souls
i sit in the wet mud, crying for help.
But no one comes when i need help.
There’s blood on the ground swimming all the way to the end of the mud.
Gas masks no where to be seen!
just seeing all my friends crying, dying around me.
I crawl along the floor for oxygen and clean air
as my lungs are filling up with the poisonous gases.
I crawled into a corner in so much pain, i closed my eyes and sleep. I felt and never woke up to that dream ahead.