My Poem Book
Author: ~Jessia*The*Star~

Chapter 21



People always ask me,

If I'm "Okay"?,

I dunno what to answer,

I can't think what to say,

I just give them a sad look,

And turn away,

Because I can't lie,

And say I'm "Okay",


I'm broken,

In the middle of my sleep,

I was rudely awoken,

The knife held,

To my throat,

His bad breath raspy,

Like that of a sick goat,

The knife was held tight,

And I was scared,

Dreading my last,

In my own bed,

I felt the pressure,

And closed my eyes,

Then hear a soft thud,

And there he dies,

The knife threw his chest,

Where it had been positioned,

He must have thought best,

I had sent him in,

Only to see on the news,

The court case-he wins,

He was released,

The day after,

When I thought I was safe,

He came faster,

Dreading but wishing,

My life was ended,

He takes his own instead,

Thinking all is mended,

Why do I miss the fear,

That was present,

When he was here?

Am I sick,

Am I dying,

People as me if I'm "Okay"?,

As I sit here-Crying.


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