500 ways to Die

I have only one chance; I want it badly. I need to make that 500th death goal. Along the busy street is the pick of several possible deaths. I trip on the sidewalk, next thing I know there is a speeding car driving towards me with no sign of stopping.

PepperPhoenix

500 ways to Die

I have only one chance; I want it badly. I need to make that 500th death goal. Along the busy street is the pick of several possible deaths. I trip on the sidewalk, next thing I know there is a speeding car driving towards me with no sign of stopping.

PepperPhoenix in Poetry & Free Verse

Peace and Quiet

Can you hear the noise?

Silence, perfect quietness

No-one can hear but me

What was that? That noise…

I thought I was alone, at home

The shuffling footsteps

My Heart skips a beat

What is lurking out my door?

They enter the room

Their teeth are bared, ready

I’m really petrified

Could I be saved, SOS

I burst out bawling

I wish some-one would save me

Help me, Help me

I can feel death

Is the grim reaper here for me?

At least I’ll join my mum…