There is a taste.

A touch

Winter frost on my tongue

A step

A crunch

I have memories of the run

The panting breathe

Racing heart

The light

It flickers

A tick tock triggers

It’s not enough

It’s to late

Man had chosen my fate

5 responses to “Crawl

  1. Pingback: Crawl – Story land

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.