run

Run, run I here my friend screems
I run
my legs feels like spagetti 
I cant run!!
I stop, listening, my breth is not there jett

 

The wood is in front of me
feels like the shadows has eyes...
And they are looking at me 
from topp to toe
from my head to my feets

 

I'm scarred

 

my heart beet is like an rock that keeps hitting me at my shest
it hurts!  

 

I want to screm!!
screm so loud!
screm untill my voice is gone!!

 

But still, I cant....

 

Reviews

[BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE]

Just a few spelling errors here but i'm not going to be picky you obviously have a wonderful talent in writing these wonderful pieces of poetry.
If it helps you to enhance your wonderful young mind then please feel free to visit my page and indulge in some of the 50 or so poems i have written on there i'm sure there is something for everyone (my personal favourite is ANGELS) TAKE CARE

[Orlando Murcia]

I want to scream my lungs out too

Great write!

Orlando M

[Akina]

waow, great peace! I really loves how you putted it up, and I can see that your running away from something horrible... powerful poem.
thanks for sharing =D

Akina =D