My life was dark. Now I just laugh at the problems and the pain. Why not?
This day started off like most others. With gangsters and gunfire. The cops pretended to investigate and left. I walked around the crime scene. Thinking about the madness of it all. Got tired and left.
It was an easy place to leave. Nothing was accomplished today. Today the crooks got away. But tomorrow was coming.
Showing posts with label Pulp Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pulp Stories. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Escape The Pain
I go. Guns firing after me as I duck for cover. These creeps try to reload fast.
Before I let loose my furious lead.
Before I let loose my furious lead.
Sunday, April 28, 2019
Can't Have What You Want?
People tell you lies. It's up to you, to believe it or not. The streets I walk, get dark and cold. We are all being tested.
Rival gangs are fighting for control. I'm not choosing a side, they are both corrupt crooks. Full of hope, and letting go of fear, for once. I walk towards an uncertain future.
Rival gangs are fighting for control. I'm not choosing a side, they are both corrupt crooks. Full of hope, and letting go of fear, for once. I walk towards an uncertain future.
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
In The City
I'm walking the streets tonight. Searching for something? Maybe my heart. Maybe my soul. The streets are quiet.
Too quiet. Weird. My gut tells me to run. It can get bad out here fast. Real bad. Beaten to death by a gang, bad. I walk on for a few minutes, not seeing much.
A man steps out of the alley, points his gun at me. Seconds later the gang come out of the alley. The Crimson Daggers. Screaming, running, they knock the gunman down. Beat him, rob him, and run. I stood there, with full pants.
Too quiet. Weird. My gut tells me to run. It can get bad out here fast. Real bad. Beaten to death by a gang, bad. I walk on for a few minutes, not seeing much.
A man steps out of the alley, points his gun at me. Seconds later the gang come out of the alley. The Crimson Daggers. Screaming, running, they knock the gunman down. Beat him, rob him, and run. I stood there, with full pants.
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