#WritcoStoryChallenge #meraishq #write #sad #horror #thriller #poem
I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. Had I heard my thoughts right. Was I trying to write? A name entrenched in blood oh floods. Tears rolled but I couldn't roll up my fears and doll up like a doll. My dress stained red, I for sure wasn't trying to feign the strain -bed as I lay looking at a dying me. Flying me? No. Thoughts stress yes,dead.
Oh Way