I feel a trickle of blood run down my face,
I open my eyes but i can't see a thing.
Where am i going?
What have you done?
Go on just kill me,
Add another to your list.
But i will come and haunt you,
I'll haunt you to your grave.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Collection : Volume 1
PoetryI have decided to put my poems into one place so that it is much easier to find and read. These poems can vary between sad, happy to death and being alive. They can relate to life problems such as depression and health issues but they can also rela...
