Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Nightmare

Custom User Avatar
More by this author
I had a dream
You died
I cried

You were held up to the sky like the angel that you are
I stood below, ready to catch you if you fell
You looked up at the rope. it was beginning to fray
You looked down to me, the fear transferred from your chocolate eyes to mine
Your life was being held by a tiny thread

A tiny thread of hope

It snaps, the weight of the world to great to bear

You die
I cry



Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!




Site Feedback