I can feel you near me i scream but nothing comes out
You turn on the light but i can't see your face
You come after me at a fast pace with your cloths taken off halfway
I turn buy there is no way out
You grab me by the arms and pin me to the ground
You do what you do with out a sound
You get up and i lay there looking around
You turn around a smile on your face and a blade in your hand
You stab me repetally again and again
I go to scream but the only thing that comes out is blood
I died right there in the hard wooden floor
ur works are interesting now i'm curious what uv been through that provoked u to write this pieces. i added u up on my favorites just so u know/ keep on brewing, x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
y me somehow in the end i always seem to ask that question never gotten an answer.. awesum poem :)