Robin

The walk of death


Dark summer morning, walking through the forest.
Not feeling comfortable is an usual thing .
She got bullied for years in school.
She never felt like a king.


Coldness going downwards her back,
She sees the black wall of fear coming towards her,
Noises behind her make her even more scared.
It sounds like a crazy drummer.


She wants to run away,
A boy suddenly holds her tight,
Another in front of her has a knife.
She only wants to see the bright light.


Bullied for years, can't endure it anymore
She always wants to cry
They hated her for no reason.
One short question in her head. WHY?


Pain, deep in her breast.
Everything was black,
That's what she wanted her life to be,
Now she can't go back.


She is in heaven
And she doesn't care
Suffering ended
At a better place she is now and loves it there.



by Robin