Writing Unit 7

26 April 26, 2018

Thoughts

Sadness, fear and stress

What I feel when I’m at my less
All I see is black
I see torture
I see bad

I hear yelling and screaming inside my head

Stress builds up and I start to hear death
I smell burning rubbish
From my neighbor’s yard
All I feel is sadness, fear, and stress

I taste bland
I feel dust and smoke pass my lungs
Thinking this is kinda fun
As I feel the burning sun
Rub against my cheeks

I feel wet tears stroke down my face

I feel fear in who I will be
I feel sadness in everything I am
And I am stressed of all the above