Something that was inspired by my experience with tanks in the game Battlefield V |
Silence Even as I lay under the brush in the forest Looking though the scope of my rifle That is all I hear Silence Then I hear it A low rumble Where is it though It gets louder I can’t see it It gets louder I look to my left It gets closer I see it It’s getting closer It doesn’t see me but it’s coming towards me It’s getting closer Do I run, no it would see me I can hear the groaning of it’s tracks Do I stay, no it will crush me I think I can smell the exhaust What do I do It stops . . . It’s so close I could reach out and touch it I think I can hear the crew talking inside I haven’t moved a muscle Then I hear the turret swivel in place Did it see me It keeps turning No it didn’t It’s still turning I’m afraid to even blink It stops Silence The engine starts again It’s loud It lumbers away It’s getting quieter I can’t hear the groaning anymore It’s Getting quieter The smell of exhaust is gone It’s getting quieter I’m still to afraid to move I can’t hear anything Silence I think it’s gone Silence That is all I hear Even if it had seen me Even if the barrel locked on my body That would be all I would hear Silence |