Run, try I dare you,
A chuckle then a laugh,
You can't move? Boohoo,
Ropes on wrists and rough coughs.
Blood on knives and needles,
Pulling, clawing, running for life,
Fear in eyes, bodies covered with strife,
This, my dear will end your life.
Run, hide, get away,
This will be your darkest day,
Try, try, get to light,
For this is your last night.
Six feet under is where you'll be,
So no one can hear your pitiful scream,
You breath your last breath,
as you're burried beneath.
Goodbye for today
You couldn't get away.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Nightlight
PoetryThese are my poems. Every single one I have written. I credit the title to my amazing muse. I get inspiration from many things and I often like to dedicate my poems to those I feel most need them, or need a smile. Have an amazing day or night or whe...
