Thinking here wat to do next
weather to run, scream or hide
I hear footsteps behide me
I look no ones there
i feel like someone is watching me
I start getting frighten
I walk faster and faster
my heart tumping so fast i can hear it
i'm breathing heavily
someones stalking me
i can feel it
someone is watching my every move
I feel a great pain in the back of my head
I touch it
then look at my hands
I see blood
I've been hit with something
I fall and never gets up again
I hear screams
as everything goes silence
I stop breathing
I can't see
I can't move
wat happen
i'll never know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yo yo yo, u gots ta do better than that if u want 2 b a better poet than me some day! LOL! ! ! ! ! Later Cuz Peace, Alan