Scarlet was 6A Poem by MelancholyWell I think it speaks for itself
I feel cold
I hear footsteps I hear my bedroom door slowly opening I look up there's nothing Is my mind playing tricks on me I turn away I try to sleep But then I feel cold I close my eyes tightly But then I feel him His hand on my leg Going up and up Should I scream Should I? Ill just pretend am asleep Like I did last night and the night before that I lie dead still soon enough he will leave He said I was bad He said I needed...what's the use I am afraid am very afraid © 2015 Melancholy |
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