Script To Follow Or Die Poem by Alexzia Ferdinand

'why aren't you saying anything? '
my question. insert- prophetic love, or at the least, a viable excuse
'i didn't know what i was doing. why aren't you more upset with me? '
insert- sardonic smile. (sigh) another one out of left field, this.
direction, take 1- controlled, strong
'just piles up, these things'
illustration- i'm standing atop a hill,
head almost scraping the sky wondering
if maybe i'll feel that.