All American
Seconds passes on,
tension grows stronger,
blood flowing faster,
heartbeat rises high,
Eyes search for answers.
Clouded by thoughts;
fear and anger
pumping inside.
The world clears out.
Tears clawing;
life long guard,
almost down.
Only
one thought;
who?
Copyright © Pine Pup | Year Posted 2019
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