the fall
Twigs crack
Leaves crunch
Feeling the sudden urge to run
The chase starts
The warm pump of blood through her body
Cold wind cuts her open
Trickling of red into the white
Just keep going
Quick fall
Falling in and out of consciousness
Just get up
Breath leaves her body as she races
Just go
The ground disappears
She falls into the night
Awaken in a sweat
Cold chills
Its not real
Just go to sleep
Copyright © nicole stokes | Year Posted 2024
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