Hand rises,
I choke.
There is a lump,
I gag.
I cant swallow,
I cry.
I cant breath,
I try.
I taste the tang,
It's metal.
I see it,
It's red.
So many times,
I broke.
My hand rises
Slides into my throat
A lump chokes me
It all comes up
It wont go back.
Its hard to breath
The thunder fills me.
Tears fall
It's red, It's red
I filled the bowl with red.
Author notes
guess.
A contest entry
- What Are You Feeling Inside? by Heavens Child.
550 points, ended October 28, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like the way you short, impactful lines. To me this felt like an anxiety attack, needing to get something out but it won't or can't til all of a sudden it all comes pouring out. Best wishes and thank you for entering.
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Thank you for the comment and the wishes.
your interpretation was wonderful, Anxiety was definitly weaved into this poem.
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