11

read it eveyone forgets 11

i close my eyes

count to three

i open my eyes

count to four

start to run

count to five 

stop and set up camp

count to six

get some water

count to seven

think why am i running

count to eight

grab my gun

count to nine

put it to my head

count to ten

pull the tringer.....

 count to eleven

am not dead....

Reviews

[readwritelive25]

this is really good :-)

[Vertigoingnowhere]

wow this is amazing very superb job i love this :)))

[Raven Starhawk]

Hypnotic in a tragic sense. Your poem leaves me with flashing images of a person's last moments and pondering its power long after I have finished reading. You wrote this quite well and it greatly influences me despite its dark nature. Regardless you have deposited talent in every word.

[SheWhoWillNotBeNamed]

ooh, this shocked me positively. First I thought it would be something cheerful and light, but oh how wrong I was... Very neat!

[.......]

so very nicely done

[whosaysyournotperfect1]

good job as alot of truth init

[Pollyanna]

Interesting view on survival during desperation. Well done!

[The Cute 1]

this is nice

[Patches I'm not so new..]

Intense and scary I don't know what it is uncertinty of the future? but I have noticed a whole lot of teenagers have a sour downtrodden view of life in general only you can make your life better this poem is a downer

[Darius]

for some reason i have a feeling this is about a zombie apocolypse... is it?
oh and fantastic poem, its somewhat addictive to read