Walk Alone Poem by Sarah Riley

I walk down the dark alley
The alley of my mind.
I'm hunched over,
My hands are bloody.
People stop to ask what's wrong,
I try to explian,
But no one has any interest.
They just hurry away.
I try to warn them,
'Your going the wrong way, to the monster who did this! '
But I just choke,
On my own words, and blood.
People come,
And people go.
But in the end I need to choose,
To give up and die,
Or to walk alone.