You find me at the
slightest sign of weakness.
You reach deep inside my body
to turn up the heat.
You punch my stomach
until I'm nauseous.
You twist my arms
until it's weak.
You pin me down
and I can only shake.
You whisper gruesome lies
that fill me up with fears.
I scream, I cry, I run away,
but you'll be back again.
What did you think????
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Chilling.
I absolutely loved it... the description was amazing.


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fear is a bummer
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I really like this poem...I have read most that you have posted and for lack of a better word at the moment "enjoyed" them all
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Great job!
It all flowed well because there were no awkward parts. Does the poem refer to an actual person or to something else? Anyway, it was certainly interesting and succint.

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i suffer from severe panic attacks and this was a personification poem about my attacks. and thank you
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like all whats wicked and evil...forever watching...waiting...seeking the chance...the slightest crack...to feed...to hunt...flesh and bones...blood and emotions...all whats alive...to get alive...
i like it


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