Oh Touchy Death You

O H

It is just a moped what is the worst it could do

No one would see my real actions shinning through

Step On And I Get Seated

Waiting for him to let me drive it...

 He 

says 

The

     gas 

Is

     T O U C H Y

I move my hand just like he had taught

Then almost like a lightening bolt I was off

I was well aware of what would happen

I would get hurt or worse actions

D E A T H 

I just wanted a taste of it

Just a close little glimpse of what is was

It worked

My heart racing

The blood of my knee still bleeding

He feared for me though

I still did not see why he doesn't know

That each thing I choose to do

Slowly brings me closer to 

Y O U

Reviews

[Tasha]

Wow, I liked this a lot. I loved your formatting. Great write.