Predator

Fight

Predator

Licking his venomous lips

He comes for you

Where ever you are hiding

Trapped

The kiss of despair

It's sickness

Spreading within you

But you can't throw it up

Cold

Alone

Dying

Sick

Why does it always have to be you

Runs throughout your head

You can feel the pain

Turning blue

But red with fury

To beat this

Not again

I can't

I won't

Not again

Never again

Fight

sad poetry
Benita Gonzalez
Benita Gonzalez
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Benita Gonzalez

Just a woman trying to make it in this messed up world and I'm trying my best it's not over till I'm underground

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