A sceneII am stumbling, running blind Terrified, out of my mindChased by them who haunt my dreamsFollowed by their taunts and screamsThis is where the end begins: Where I'm running faster; strainingLooking back I see their grins My heart sinks as they are gainingMy fear is immenseAs I reach the fenceIIClimb! Escape! They pull me down So close, but still so farI'm turned around; a glare, a frown I doubt they want to spar(Had I known, incidentallyI would have acted differently)IIIFlee! Break loose and get away! A few steps 'til my end A kick, th
AvengerIt's late, and not many people are outThe darkness is chilling and thickA siren, a dog barking; steps and a shoutA snarl, then a punch and a kickA girl, walking homewards with quickening paceAnd there, in the shadows, a smileShe screams when she sees the predator's faceThe night turns wicked and vileA man parks his car in front of his home;On his way in to his wifeA blink; his assailant reflects in the chromeThen there's the flash of a knifeDuring those hours when darkness rulesWhen limits are set and triedWhen the world is full of monsters and ghoulsThey tell us to stay insideBe warned! Everybody, sound the al
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It's not much to speak of, really ... I mainly draw from pictures, and that makes it almost cheating.
.. great works !!