It started with a Buzz...

It started with a Buzz...

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear

*Buzz Buzz*

I got a text,

Who is it?

I hope it's not him,

I ran away from him a long time ago,

I hope he hasn't found me,

I don't want to go back to him,

He petrifies me,

What if it's her?

What if she wants me to come home?

I can't, he will find me,

I don't want him back in my life,

I don't want to read the text,

What if he knows where I am?

What would I do then?

I'm too scared...

*Buzz Buzz*

*Buzz Buzz*

Oh no, my phone is ringing...

It's an unknown number...

I'm going to have to answer it,

It's probably just my friend

Wondering if I want any food bringing over,

 

'Hello?'

'I know where you are...

I'm going to get you.'

*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*

No...

I'm going to have to get away now

I have to run

I have to get away

Keep running for the rest of my life..

Oh no, there he is..

'No, NO I'M SORRY, No put the gun away, I won't run away anymore!!!!'

*BANG*

 

'Bye-Bye Chloe, you can't run away from me again.'

© 2011 FaithfullyJennyBear


Author's Note

FaithfullyJennyBear
No idea why I wrote this, I got bored and I have a weird imagination :P

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Woahh its amazing

Posted 13 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is quite a dark poem this. :-) Good job though. :-) I was getting a bit like OMG WTF. Towards teh end. :-) If there was another bit to this I would certianly read it. :-)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

o.O good poem, your imagination is great :) x

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


2
next Next Page
last Last Page
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

212 Views
12 Reviews
Rating
Added on March 29, 2011
Last Updated on March 31, 2011

Author

FaithfullyJennyBear
FaithfullyJennyBear

England, North east , United Kingdom



About
I'm Jenny, I'm 18, and my mind is made for poetry, it's how I think, it's how I get my feelings out, It's how I'm heard, may not always be good but it's how I feel inside :) I've also had every colou.. more..

Writing

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Puddles Puddles

A Poem by Skoo.