Fresh breeze, morning light
Chirping of birds, oh so bright!
I open my eyes to the flying kite
What's that lingering smell?
The first touch of that smell
Shocks your nose.
The smell stays, it offends
Until you run to fail.
Pretty soon I am alone
The smell surrounds me.
I try to run, I try to flee
The smell stands strong.
A bit of fragrance, a bit of perfume
Nothing would rid that atrocious smell!
The house is full of it, I'm stuck
Where to run, can you tell?
I jump down from my bed
A dead animal, perhaps a bat
I step on.
Nauseous I feel
Run to the bathroom
Stale water full of bile
Pale green, the rotting tile
The door, where's the door?
The room full of vomit
Rotten smelly carcass
May be the thing died puking
Will I die here too?
The door, the door
I try to open
It's stuck.
How do I get rid of the gore?
Meanwhile the odor peaks
I try to breathe
But the smell fills my cavity
Offends with brutality
Things start to revolve
And I fall on the floor.
