The countdown
TICK.
TICK.
Time is running out. tick.
nobody is around.
tick.
Someone is coming.
I must hurry
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Footsteps approaching.
I am not going to make it, I Will fail.
One last breath.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Hurry! Grab the blade!
Tick,tick,tick!!!
One quick swipe, nice and deep.
Goodby-
Tic-
Time has run out.
This poem is about:
Me