Poems from baldwink21
Beating. Thumping.
The sound of a heavy heart,
GUILTY!
Running. Sprinting.
Being chased by your consicence,
SHAMEFUL!
Hiding. Sneaking....
I call their names,
But they can't here.
I'm standing right in fron of them,
Why can't they see me?
I'm screaming,
But there's no response...