Harley My Last Name

Rookie (11/29/93 / In A Hospital)

Lashing Out - Poem by Harley My Last Name

I hear your voice, it screams.
I hear the chair, it hits the door, it bangs.
The room goes completely black.
I feel the tension in the air.
Nothing is right.
Panic takes over my body.
Fear takes over my mind.
I can't move.
My body is stiff and the room is freezing.
My heart is racing and I am sweating.
I feel the breathing upon my neck.
Inside my head I'm begging for you not to touch me.
Please, please, don't touch me.
Your hand touches my shoulder, I cringe.
Your voice whispers into my ear, I collapse.
You speak my name again, I'm unaware of who you are.
The intensity is building and I still can not move.
All I can do is scream for help, but do I dare?
I shouldn't.
I could turn into a victim of a very serious crime.
I'll lay here and wait in this agony.
You slowly walk away, and turn around.
I think you're leaving, so I start standing up.
The lights flicker on.
I get nervous and check my surroundings.
In front of me is where your body lays.
A puddle of blood forming.
I yell out 'How could this be'?
And, then the lights go out one last time.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 14, 2010



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