Mistake

Paranoid... 

always looking over my shoulders,

Getting too scared and made a mistake

of running into a dark alleyway,

leaning against the wall cold and stiff,

breathing shallow and fast...

trying to think of ways to slow it down,

creeping to the side of the light wall,

darkness at her back..

cold breeze flows across her neck,

a voice is heard in a low whisper..

" Your mine now" not a scream was heard from her throat,

as her spirit drifts away it shows someone the happening,

a pain was felt but no blood to the human seer the spirit shown,

her skin became pail and lifeless in seconds,

one mistake can lead to another persons tears to be shed 

over someones death no one knew about.

Reviews

[Adam M. Snow]

Good, I like it