I'm Alex , the boy of the night
I've been dead only one year now
I'm getting use to being invisible
Its better then being seen
Eyes always on me
The reason I died?
I remember quite well
The pressure was too much
And then there was her
I could feel but not see
I knew was always there
Till I gouged out my eyes
Now my turn to spy
Do you think she minds?
Or will it be to much to handle?
**What do you think he should have done if anything different?**
YOU ARE READING
Words of 1000 lost children
PoetryThis is a book of poems written by @_alyyboo and I and they are based on the lives of characters we've created in our minds. Some of which are based off of people we know in real life and their somewhat tragic tales. The number 1000 is not an exagge...
