His Stare Poem by Katie Lathrop

His Stare



I' am sitting in a dark room,
I feel him staring at me,
He is mad,
People are asking me questions,
My body feels numb,
And I feel like i want to die,
There are people waiting for my answer,
And I just stare in to his eyes,
And they say that I' am lying,
And I' am just here dying.

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