Left to Die... Alone

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It was like a slap to the face.

Seeing them. I couldn't help it.

I ran. Afraid that something would happen.

I didn't want to risk seeing it.

I felt something hot run down my cheek.

I couldn't let anyone see this.

To them, I was the stronge one.

I was the one everyone could depend on.

I will not be considered weak.

I will not show people who I am.

I will not let these things continue.

I will not allow for these tears to run.

I will not show my true emotions.

I have been defeated.

The very thing that seemed to give me strength,

has failed.

And now, so will I.

I don't want this to happen.

But I'll never be able to forget this.

He'll never get off my mind.

I put the barrel to my head.

Slowly pulled the trigor.

A/N this will be continued tomarrow as a new poem, i just got busy, and couldn't finish it completly! So be ready for the continuation soon!! :)

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