Bite your tongue and hold your breath,
Follow quick or you'll get left
Hurried pace but don't cut through,
And no matter what you do,
Have someone to look up to
Bleeding tongue, it's fright or flight,
Follow quick or you'll get right
Cutting through at lightning pace,
(Don't look back into the face)
And no matter what's upon;
Have someone to look down on
Run amok and hide in trees,
Dusty elbows, bloody knees
Don't look into evil eyes,
Tricks and lies will mesmerize
It is time to go be brave,
Or maybe walk into a grave
Follow quick or you'll get left;
Where you'll take your final breath
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryRandom crappy poetry I made which is mostly depressing. All of it's mine. Plus the cover art. I got a perspective book for Christmas (even though I specifically said I didn't want anything but whatever) so I made a mirrored hallway. I put brackets o...
