Prey Sweet Dreams

April 23, 2011
Hunts can be fun, to find that deer.
Until your the hunted.
You run and scream.
Who can hear your cries of,
"Save me?"
Your thrown on the pavement.
Death hovers above your face.
To scared to move but you want
to see the killer!
Metal presses against your head.
Will he shoot you dead or
mute you with terror?
Sweat drips down face.
Eyes open!
Where am I, Why a bed?
It's a haunting dream.
Don't be fooled.
This time it's a dream,
don't let horror rule,
but always be ready to become the

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PaRaNoRmAl627 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 30, 2011 at 9:32 pm
this is haunting...the only negative thing i have to say is that you used "your" where you should have used "you're." im a grammar freak, so don't let that bother you too much :p the piece was really good :) congratss
sakina replied...
Jul. 1, 2011 at 12:15 am
It's a nice poem... And wat id like to say is that U used To instead of Too in the 8th line of ur poem.. The rest is just fine..
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