blood stained of the wall
its blissful calm peaceful still
the sweet fruity smell of rum
with a side of powder burnt

continue down the hall
through pools of blood
a flipped table used as cover
empty gun left by its side

remember this moment your think
the calm before confused

when nothing follows in suite
when left is right and right is within

hide in this peace you found
when the world pounds on the door
live in the moment you created
until the chaos over takes you
until your dragged below
unable to escape and you loose