I Fell
I fell, and I couldn't stop
I cut against the walls to slow it down...
It sped it up
It rained blood as I plummeted
No one reached me
I kept falling
I thought I saw a hand
It was an illiusion.
Another hand caught me but and let go
and flung me further.
The rain taunted
and drenched me
I hit the ground.
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Still Hope... ( My Second Poem Book)
PoetryThis is my second poem book, I hope it's better than the last one! This may or may not have some old ones and longer ones.
