• Sierra Dougherty

NPM Day 7 You Don't Scare Me

Nothing to say really about this one. I could come up with some BS but that's not me. That's not real. My poetry is.

My life just got stopped by a cigarette truck

I guess second hand smoke is a bigger killer than I thought

I lay here dying the girl inside me crying I feel his smug

dark eyes gleam upon my face

But then with a smile, my eyes wild, I remember my life

as a child

"He is with me." I say with a grin

"I may be dead but you didn't win."

His pitch black eyes and distorted face stare harder into my soul

My entire body runs ice cold

Lights out for me but soon you'll see me living in eternity


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