Poems of the truth.

A day to remember

It's a nice day out. The breeze and the nice warm sun outside that makes you sleepy. You decide it would be fun to go out for a hike. Invite some friends and have some laughs. Next thing you know, everyone is around you all in the woods. Tree's are as greener as ever. You want this nice happy feeling to last forever. No more crappy days, just a little rain here and there, emotional your eyes fill with tears. Overall you don't have nothing to fear. Everything is great; or so you thought. While you we're daydreaming you find yourself alone. You call out for your friends, no one answers. You check your phone only to see how it has no signal. Everything is quiet now. You decide to break the silence as you start running to find you way out. Leaves crunching underneath you, your eyes are now full of fear. The thought of never escaping makes you want to just disappear. You fall and trip yourself. Knees bleeding and arms bruised. You ignore the pain and get right back up to start running again. It doesn't take long until you reach a cliff. There's a old bench near a restroom. The day is now grey. The clouds are dark, and the air is cold. Below the cliff is the ocean roaring and the waves are stronger then ever. You hear footsteps approaching. You feel eased. It's your friends, with black eyes. They get closer with each step hitting the muddy ground. Your on the edge now. You look at the ocean and look back at them. "It's to late now." You've fallen off, and slowly drowned.

Wow, see how fast that escalated? I guess all along;

you we're never apart of the crowd.