I can hear it coming down the hall waiting for me to slip a breath nothing in this world would be more dangerous I just want him to pass us by getting closer and closer listening for my pounding heart he see´s someone he´s coming help
one of my true poems that describes anyone's personal fear if you feel like me this strikes home for you
Before her eyes saw the light, she was alone in pain and fear. She wasn't all right. One day she said: "Enough!" This has to stop. Along the way she heard words that cut like a knife. Words that were harsh, but true. Yet they only made her stronger - they made her fight. Thus she fought like she never did before. There were obstacles and traps. Still she fought until all her limbs were sore.