A Death- Shot

I seized unto a barbeque fork,
as my bloody continence laid almost
lifeless on the ground;
from the shock of a foreign object
that hit me, and went
straight to my lungs.
Words leaped from my throat,
but were too lifeless to penetrate though my mouth.
I felt imprisoned, like a caged bird
as I shivered and stared at the frightened sad faces,
in their uncontrollable choir.
Then my tear full eyes, slowly closed,
and I vanished from the earth.

By: Perlina Murray