poetry

just trying it out again. :)

Nightmare
03/18/09

the girl's on her feet, on her wounded feet.
desperately finding a way out.
it is on her alley; the very same alley she'd made.
the very same she now know not.

she's trying to her best. enduring pain with each step.
she has to walk. she needs to walk.
she knows she should. but every bit will remain.
she cannot heal overnight.