Flood Of Blood Poem by Danielle Franklin

Lying still I wait for it
I cannot move I cannot see
I know somthing has a hold of me
I pull away I try to run
Cuz I know what he will do wont be fun
I scream in pain as a blade pierces my side
I know this is going to be a wild ride
I pull again and feel my skin rip
Down my side to my hip
It hurts to much Ive had enough
Its time to find out if hes really tough
I grab his hand and bite it hard
He pulls away leaving a gash that will leave him scard
I stand up and try to run
But he grabs me again to show hes not done
I fall to the ground
Without a sound
All I see
Is just me
And my flood
Of blood! ! !