Back to Blogger (finally) :/
Going to share a poem i wrote for my writing course. Comments would be appreciated :)
THE WOUND
The wound
is deep.
Blood trickles
down my chest.
My killer lies before me.
Sightless eyes stare, startled.
He is the second to last
in my life of death.
The pain
takes hold.
I know my time
is near.
A lifetime of deaths
flash before my eyes.
All have come
at my hands.
Now I,
the last,
at last,
Would know how it felt.
