~Creepy~

Why does this creep keep following me around?

I can't get rid of him, my heart begins to pound.

I walk faster and faster and yet he doesn't go away.

Why did I walk today?

He's closer now.

I've got to get away somehow.

He's got me.

How do I get him off me?

I'm dead.

I wish I was home in bed.

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Alexis Hunter's picture

good poem but at the end how it goez....I'm dead.
I wish I was home in bed........mabey u could change it to...im dead, i wish i had stayed home in bed...good writeing, im gonna read another, and comment on itl...please in ur spare time, read and comment on some of mine, thanx, lata