Around The Corner

just a short poem of random meaning.

There is a sound.

It echos,

It breathes,

It erupts.

 

There is a voice.

It lances,

It comprehends,

It expands.

 

There is blood.

It pours,

It fills,

It empties.

 

There are people.

They watch,

They laugh,

They remark.

 

There is me.

I bleed,

I cry,

I die.

Author's Note

All feedback is appreciated. I did this in about.....2 minutes :)

Reviews

[Sara Rose]

For being done in the spur of a moment, it's quite good :) Flows very well.