A Poem by WindsorWolf28

Feet pound the pavement

as the rain pours down.


Roughly exhale

with rasping sound.


Street lights blink,

then go out,


I run on,

pushing past doubt.


If I’m late

I cannot forgive.


Enter a neighborhood,

all lights are out.


There is no movement,

there is no sound


but my pounding feet

and rasping breath.


I come to a house

and try not to pause.


My heart pounds in my chest,

like a crowd with applause.


I turn the handle

of the unlocked door.


The lights are out

but I must know more.


Fumbling hands

search for the switch.


A scream tears from my throat

as my eyes focus

but can’t close.


Before me

is the scene

I raced here to stop.


Slide down the wall,

I can’t stand on my own.


I have given up.


A life has been lost.

© 2016 WindsorWolf28

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Added on January 11, 2016
Last Updated on January 11, 2016



Pasadena, MD

I'm a depressed person, that doesn't make me suicidal. I love to write. I hate math. I write mostly poetry and short stories. more..