Fight Or Flight
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Category : Poems
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As I hug my own body and sit in the corner my head shouts, "Warn her! Warn her!" As I rock back and forth with tears in my eyes, I start wishing of a timely demise. As I'm wishing for Death to finally come, I start hearing a little hum. It starts in my left ear, and then to my right, that's when I get the urge to fight or take flight. I can't sit and take it any longer, so I run as fast as I can before it gets stronger. One step, two step, three step, four.. All of a sudden, I hear no more. I look around and everything is fine. That's how it is, in a fucked up mind. I'll sit patiently and wait for the next, to creep up on me, and leave me perplexed.