voice smeared with a sinister smile
"Hi, dear. It's been a while."
a shiver over my back
click, clack
heels, tipping over the floor
coming from the open door
the light from behind me
I'm unable to turn around and see
click, clack
a knife, now stuck in my back
YOU ARE READING
p is pronounced like pay in dutch
Poesiapoems, just poems wanted a cute little place to save all of my poetry. sometimes my notes app gets a little too silly and then it deletes all my notes.. no way... if ur reading this, enjoy lol <3 ‼️I don't usually title any of my work so nearly ever...
