I run for my life
I'm being chased
Branches are scraping me.
I trip and fall down a hill, I get up and run for my life till I reach a cliff.
The monsters, the people they came down the hill toward me.
I back up till the end of the cliff.
The monster he's in front of me telling me that I should die and then...
He pushes me
I'm falling Down
"Why me" I whisper
I'm falling into the crazy ocean
The roaring waves
The sharp rocks
The cold water hits me
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I scream for air, I sit up in my bed clenching my throat.
"What the fuck happened" I say as I look out my window looking at the blue and red lights flashing near the crazy ocean.
YOU ARE READING
The cutters
PoetryIt to all the suicidal people, to all those people who cut I'm writing my personal poems to all of you. I know how you feel, I know the pain, the hurt so you could read these poems. Boys and girls I present to you all my dreams, emotions, and thou...