Slipping, sliding,
in the tall wet grass..
Tripping, falling,
no time to sit and rest..
Sounds getting louder,
adrenaline pumps through my veins..
Must run faster,
have to get away..
Lights up ahead,
through tear filled eyes I spot a house..
Almost free,
can't stop running now..
My feet hit the driveway,
I feel a sharp pain in my side..
The front door starts to open,
as the light fades away..
- C. Pantoja
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Creepy Poems
Horror1st. Book in my "Creepy Poems" series. I hope you enjoy it ☠ I do read all comments, and appreciate knowing which ones are your favorites
