Submissions by crazyypandaa (Arcelia Hardy)

Phone

That feeling like you're all alone,
They're all gone, you grab your phone.
Quickly scrolling through your list,
Phone is bleeding down your wrist.

You bring the phone to your ear,
Low sad voice, you begin to hear.
Voice whispers, don't look back,
You slowly glance, it's all black.

Dropped the phone, as you run,
You fall over, a bloody gun.
In your pocket, you hear a ring,
You reach in, you feel a sting.

Poison hits you, right away,
It is clear, you're the prey.
You look back, they lay alone, ...