Poems from corey.

Death
I woke up in a puddle of blood sweating  All I hear is “my son is hit” and paramedics screaming “We can’t save him” I thought I was dead  I...
Death
I woke up in a puddle of blood sweating  All I hear is “my son is hit” and paramedics screaming “We can’t save him” I thought I was dead  I...