Run

I'm running Running for my life- Faster and faster I run Because the killer has a knife I keep running Faster than him,I hope- There he is again Now he has a rope He is still in my sight No matter how fast I run- I can see it in his hand The killer now has a gun The madness drives me crazy The madness drives me insane- There must be something I can do To rid me of this pain The killer is here My life runs before my eyes- As I see the flashes of my past I realize, It's me that I despise The face of the killer It's that, that frightened me- I should have known this Because the killer, the killer is me

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John Conde

Date: 2/12/2019 4:18:00 AM

I like the twist at the end, well done

Sagrika Chowdhury

Date: 1/26/2019 3:51:00 AM

Nice poem

Derani Blackburn

Date: 1/25/2019 1:40:00 PM

Brillianty written and impacting.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 1/25/2019 12:36:00 PM

Hello Steve Wood, as I read this poem, I am thinking you had a nightmare. Then woke up to create this poem . Well done. Nice to meet you. have a nice day my friend.

Callista Howard

Date: 1/25/2019 6:30:00 AM

I enjoy reading your poem keep up the good work

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/17/2019 11:38:00 PM

I am wordless. I want to comment, but I am so wrapped up in the "poetical" way you have told this, wondering at the metaphoric way you have written this one. A marvel.