Right place wrong timeA Poem by The Poet
On this particular night
it was very hot,dark not even the moon or stars were available to provide light. There was absolutely no trace of a breeze to brush against the trees. This made the air very thin, and very tuff to breathe. So then only sounds you would hear, were your thoughts racing wildly through your head and the air that weighs heavy in your lungs. As you try running faster and faster, without tripping or even looking back, sweat is now pouring down your face like molten lava with fear of whats behind you. But as you get closer, your sweat is now blinding you with such uncontrollable burning, that you try to scream, but your screams have no sound. Then from out of no where you hear the sounds of people laughing, but the laughing is quickly muffled by your exhausted lungs. Your then turn your head cautiously behind you without looking too fast avoiding being notice. But it's too late they're already see you. You try to speak but your words are quickly frozen in mid sentence So you try to move but to no avail because, you're stuck in fear like quick sand. Then without warning, there was a very distant beeping sound. And before you knew it, your eyes open very slowly that's when you realize your alarm was going off. And the laughing you heard, was the people on the TV that you left on all night. © 2014 The Poet |
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Added on November 13, 2014 Last Updated on November 13, 2014 Author
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