More poems by RequiemDream

Dread

Dread
Did you just hear me
I said
Dread

My eyeliner along with tears stream across my messed up face
Walking at a slow pace
The rain starts to fall
I look phone
But there are no missed calls

I start running
Running home
Where at least some people care about me
Please just look at me and see
What is wrong with me
Poem by RequiemDream