The first thing that I become aware of
is a sound
a pounding
constant.
The next thing is that I am running
first this way then that way.
The next thing is that I am afraid.
My pulse rate is climbing.
My breathing is coming out in gasps.
My hands are sweating.
My thoughts are panicked.
I try to make sense of all of this.
But I can't.
I only know that someone,
something is following me
and that I must escape.
I stumble
catch myself
pause only to catch my breath
take stock of myself.
Am I all here.
I scream as something
cold,
clammy,
and evil
grab me on the arm.
I scream again and again
until finally
I hear someone call my name.
I start
open my eyes
and look up at my mother.
She has worry written all over her.
She sits next to me on the bed
holding me tight
as I shiver away my nightmare.
In a list
A contest entry
- Take Me to the Dark Side by Paloszoo.
700 points, ended November 13, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow, this is really great!
I love that you wrote it from a child's
perspective. Well done my friend!
Jeremy0826 -
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heheh I had forgotten about this poem... couldn't remember the title at all so I had to look it up. thanks for commenting
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This is surely a nightmare. You've penned it beautifully! Thanks for entering my contest. I'm honored to have you share your work here. Good luck!
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Oooh! Super nightmare! Loved the imagery and the build up of this write.
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