Eyes wide open, rememberance: horrifying scene
deep breathing: a creature I've become
senses, running cold; I don't seem to sober up
darkness surrounds: the never-ending laughs.
Woods of despair: they brawl with the wind's embrace
chains burning my skin; ripping: my fur torn apart
no way out; although I'm walking around
veil of blindness: surrounding my words; weeping.
Rusty nails: the endless of my faith; they scratch
departure unknown: no way out of this intoxication
I ensure my shaky feet over the swallowing mud
I take a deep breathe, I'm staying free until I'm gone.
Author notes
I know the whole punctuation may seem off, but I did it on porpoise to reflect the way someone in the situation would speak.
My native language is Spanish, so I apologize for any kind of error or glitch or whatever that might be found in this poem
I myself am quite scared of being trapped in the unknown, who can know what lives inside the depths of oceans, the unknown darkness?
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- FEAR by Walking Oxymoron.
700 points, ended December 21, 2009, 44 entries
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Comments
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You're Spanish?
You write incredibly well in English...!
I've always wanted to be bilingual...
I wouldn't have known that English was not your first language, even your punctuation is amazing. Your use of language, you're obviously very gifted.
You're right, of course... people are scared of the unknown...
Great write he re. -
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wow, thanks.. I still think that I'll never reach my full potential from writing in a foreign language, but I keep writing in English somehow.
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