Opening my eyes to see my future to see what's to come, only to realize that I'm in the middle of nowhere with no one. feeling all alone with no one to come, to help me, to guide me but you see that's where I went wrong. Looking for help is not always a good thing because you see that's how he moved in. He sense me like a predator senses his prey come to think of it he might have seen me from a mile away. like a predator stalking his prey he waited calculated to see where I would stray the moment I started to lose hope is when he decided to strike. Fingers gripping at my throat, scratching and my skin but I knew I had to fight too fight for my life I couldn't give in and fought I did with all my might because I soon realized my life is too precious to give up without a fight.
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precious life
Poetryhey guys so this is another poem that i wrote, please let me know what you think.
