Run
Run.
Run from what you ask?
That my friend, is something you never want to know
That face
Those eyes that could make a heart stop beating
He was getting closer
The more I ran the darker this unknown place seemed to appear
Finally my fear became a reality
A wall
This one obstacle I so feared showed its sinister face
I slowly turned to look at this man that found pleasure in tormenting me
With one swift move he pinned me to the wall
I felt his hot breath on my warm cheek
I tightly shut my tear rimmed eyes wishing this would disappear
Wishing he would disappear
Wishing I could disappear
And then I did
Copyright © Brooke Allen | Year Posted 2013
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment