Scream

by abby   Sep 20, 2005


I look in to his eyes big and bold,
i look at his hand tattered and old,

i see the knife in the air,
i scream for help but no 1 is there,

he says give love,
i cry to the heavens,
"help me above"

the knife comes down,
in to my heart,

heavy fell my eyes,
my breath is Short,

i here foot steps running away,
i fell like this is my last day,

suddenly i come round,
i hear no sound,

my mum is crying,
i yell I'm alive,

but she dose not answer,
just cries,

then a doctor comes in and said:
she was raped and murder

then i knew i was dead
blood on my chest and blood on my head

so now i walk around my home listening to my lovely brother weeping.

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  • 19 years ago

    by dyingbrokenangel

    Woah that was a good poem!! xox 5/5

  • 19 years ago

    by Torn

    I like this poem...really graphic!!
    thanks for the comment
    much love x x x