Poem About an Incident: Shoot

They left me in the rain

miles,

but minutes away

and I felt that wave

that rush:

fear.

I moved gracefully, floated to the window’s ledge

I watched as their shadows grew small

until all was still

and the streetlamp flickered.

But, They came, They ruined it

I thought they’d continue past me

I sat frozen

even my eyes quivered

They walked with a revolver,

sneer on their faces

their faces said hate

and I knew they weren’t leaving

I was right

The chimes jangled as they walked through the door

and here’s were it really blurs

I remember hiding,

shaking

from the steel in their hands

and that feeling of having no body

no one to save me.

panic

I blinked and I was gone

home,

real home.

It wasn’t real

not real

but I couldn’t help the shivering.