Poetry In The Streets - Instrumental

The other day.

I had a vision of a police officer slowly walking towards me.
He begins to question me as he plants drugs on me.
He tells me i'll be going away for a long time.
He says,"Your just another punk ass piece of shit I hope you rot in jail."
In one sweep of my hand I snatch his gun from its holster.
Fall to my knees and raise the gun to the bottom of my chin all in one motion.
I pull the trigger and blow my brains out all over the street.
The cop is then left with the guilt of a teenagers death.
He has blood on his hands.
The lights of his police car shine upon the passing cars as each slows to see what has happened.
The cop tells the motorists,"Theres nothing to see here people, move on!"
And then I snapped out of it.

They are coming back...

I see this repetitive vision.
A girl in a red cloak is in the middle of a dark forest surrounded by darkness.
Evil creatures start to phase into reality around her.
She is surrounded and hopeless with no light in the forest she is helpless to the creatures.
They begin to ravage and beat her laughing and torturing her.
Taunting her in the darkness they nip at her slowly.
Blood trickles down her arms as she lets out cries of pain.
Nobody can hear her.
She is alone to face these creatures her cloak is torn up and burnt.
She then becomes engulfed in fire and she slowly burns in the center of the circle as the creatures attack her.
As she incinerates in the flames her skin begins to ignite as she lets out a final scream.
Her voice echoes throughout the forest and around her lips reality begins to pulse like a drip into water it ripples outward.
She shuts her eyes and re opens them to see that she is laying on the ground of the dark forest.
She has been taken in by her own nightmares and fears.
She is permanently scarred by this.
She stands in the forest as the leaves fall around her dropping to the ground as if time has slowed.
She blurs our into nothingness and my vision turns black.