Who would have thought.
These bodies surround me,
Touching every escape.
Their bodies create a wall.
Adrenaline is pumping.
Screaming.
Sweating.
Kicking.
The music blares.
Blood surrounds the floor.
He's hit, he's down.
They watch with big eyes.
He get's up and keep's fighting,
fighting for his life.
Knife drawn,
His eyes glaze over.
He would never have thought this
might be the end.
He was just having fun,
A night out with some friends.
Who would have guessed?
He moves towards the knife
and tries to gain control.
Weak from his previous attmepts,
he stumbles, he falls.
He looks up in fear.
The knife comes down.
Screams emerge from the crowd.
Running in terror.
Multiple stabs,
Boom,
a gun shot.
His body lays there lifelessly.
Ringing of sirens.
Countless attempts of survival,
but no hope.
Who would have thought.




10 11 2010.
Thats intense, Girl! whats
Thats intense, Girl! whats the story behind this poem?