The waters rising
Rising faster with each
Passing second
The doors shut
Closing me off
The archer draws his bow back
The arrow zooms at me
The arrow cuts my flesh
Heaving a gasp of pain
ZING
ZING
ZING
More and more
Arrows coming at me
More blood drawn
I'm left crying
Trying to escape
I'm sorry
I didn't mean for it
To end this way
Please say
You'll forgive
Me
YOU ARE READING
Fading Whispers
PoetryA song is thoughts, thoughts are the heart. Well, here is my song, my thoughts, my heart.
