running

I run run
Run and hide
But theres nothing left but to die
There after me
Because I flee
Their on my heels
With there guns drawn
They scream for me to surrender
But I keep on running
I’ll never give in
They start to shoot
But they miss every time
Like a 2 headed dime
I run into the woods
Where they can’t see
And start to show glee
I walk a little
But get caught by a net
They found me
Somewhere I thought was safe
Wasn’t at all
I see someone pull out a gun
C**k it back
Pulling the trigger
And then the bullet hits me
I start bleeding
The blood gushes threw the net
Like a water fall
I start to feel a little queazy
And then all of a sudden
I’m gone

Reviews

[Vertigoingnowhere]

wow this is great! i love this! mind checking out some of my stuff? thanks :)

[Roe]

the poem caught my attention because it has the same title as one of my poems :) this is very good. You pulled the view into the poem with a amazing description. I love this poem.

[Jordan's Back]

Wow, This can be taken as a literal right, a Symbolic write, or as a Political statement. Excellent work!