Day 215 – Frantic – Whispered Words

Running,

petrified,

screaming,

calling,

horrified,

knowing I’m going to die soon,

falling in a heap,

grazing,

bleeding,

bruised,

FUCK!

I’m running out of time,

there’s no where else to run,

fuck,

shit,

I can’t atone,

I can’t repent,

all I can is run,

run,

RUN!

One response to “Day 215 – Frantic – Whispered Words”

  1. Madness will drive you
    And running is how you get there
    Great piece

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