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Jun 2010
one day he came to rescue me
and instead he threatened me
told me to get down to my knees
and beg for my life, "oh please oh please"

i begged and cried and sobbed and shook
but my life, he still took
he ripped out my heart, a ****** red
then he chopped off my gorgeous head

blood slattered all over the walls
no one could hear my screaming calls
although i am immortal and will never die
my head is chopped off, so i cry

i scream in horror and try to fight back
then my voice begins to crack
i can no longer scream or speak
it only comes out a tiny creek

i writhed and struggled to get him away
i have nothing else to do, but pray and pray
i hope to god he helps me
look down god, and me you will see!

i can no longer move and no longer stand
i wish someone would come and give me a hand
someone come and find me here
i cant do anything, this problem is queer

i lay there confused, and once again try to scream
but then i wake up from that horrid dream
Inspired by a dream i had<3
Written by
Kasaundra Watta
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