The reaper has my soul

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By Lost~N~lonely

I sit here in class fealing really tired, weakened from your existance in my mind. Tick ,tock tick tock of the clock. time to close my eyes and go to a place far from home. im drifting wish i would have never left. I miss my best friend a device to slice my wrist. a puddle of blood surrounds me on the floor people scream as they open the ambulance door. in lay in the hospital on a white bed the a bright light shines on my head. Her eyes are dialated i heard some one say. I dont think shes gonna make it . My spirt drift and screams cant you see me . I stair at my cold body . Motified how could i kill me self over a guy? I scream and yell but its no use they cant see me anymore plainly as if i were still alive and ignored like before. I hear the reaper coming and run out the door. It's too late he caught me by surpise hey wait a minuet this looks like my guy, the one i kill my self over as i said once before. He drags soul into a dark hole and then closes the door. Trapped once before Copyright ©Lost~N~lonely

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