Poezja

the air is full of deceit the mystery of lies hidden beneath
up above people are hooked on the mist of such poisonous hosing
that exist

shaken and sick the poison is thick gasping for air which is now limited
gas mask is missing no were in sight
struggling to crawl my way to safety I start to cry

the exit is finally near
reached the door and opened it what a surprise I got pushed back into
the poisonous air "NO" what'd I do to be hated

deceived and used like this;
Trying to stay awake I search for a lightened area
"Yes" finally splash of fresh air

All of a sudden there's a noise I jump whose there
someone grabbed my foot Leave me be another took my arm set me free
still one more from the mist so dark that even I couldn't resist

I shake my head I can't be drawn in
Yelling Someone Please Help me!!! I wiggled around to break free from restraint
one side released

I start wiggling even harder to set the other side free. Their grip on my arms and legs are becoming unbearable they call on others to jump in and grab me.

NO!! I scream fighting them off of me. I fall to the floor hurrying my way to a hiding space while they chase after me.

Yes I whisper I've finally got away sitting in a closed area trying to breathe low enough so they can't hear me. Contemplating my next move I prayed the God would guide me to a place where I would be safe.