They won`t find out

by Untamed   Sep 18, 2005


I see you where ever I go and feel you where ever I stand.
I experience your presence whenever I`m waiting I feel your hand on my hand.
I turn around and your always there no matter where I sit or lay
I look in front and your closer every time no matter how hard i try to pray.
I curse, yell, shout every time but you never tend to listen.
I cry, weep, fight every time but your hand never seems to loosen.
I punch you smack you as hard as I can but you never seem to feel.
I kick you slap you with all my power but your body feels like steel.
You stand there laughing in my face as people watch with amaze.
It seems as If that smile will never go away and your eyes will always gaze.
You never leave my side and keep interrupting me every time.
You keep pushing me back and reminding me of that crime.
I know i made a mistake but I don\\\'t need a regret.
I try to take you off my mind but that smile seems more like a threat.
Your always on the bus where ever I go.
When I take the train you always know.
You sit next to me every day.
When ever I get up you block my way.
As I walk into class I`m always late.
I know your mad cause I decided your fate.
If only I could go back in time and redo what I did to you.
If only I could take you off my mind and store you away for a year or two.
Please go away and leave me alone
This time I\\\'m really scared.
As you come toward me with that knife I`m starting to think \\\"would u dare?\\\"
You push me up the wall and do what i did to you
You stick that knife in my heart and make it go all the way threw.
You disappear and the police walks in as my mother (shockingly) screams.
There\\\'s blood everywhere on the floor as I see rows and rows of streams.
Your in the back smiling from ear to ear.
As I try to walk away with the police you seem to follow right near.
You`re on the ambulance now and I could see your horrid face but I cant do anything about it.
I know you would give me another chance but then again I doubt it.
I feel a little better but I know I`m going to die.
I start to cry.
I think about the past and about how you felt while in my place.
As soon as I know you pull my oxygen mask and I know this would be a disgrace.
I cant breathe and my face seems to sweat and sweat.
Just like your threat.
If the police found out I know you\\\'d be toast.
But I know they won`t cause only I know...
Your a ghost.

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