Peculiar Feeling

Why must this haunt me...?

Something's out of place..

Something is just not right..

Dread wrapped in satin lace,

Or fades in the light?

I don't see the flaw

Or a mistake that I made.

Perhaps a final draw?

My last card I've laid?

Peculiar sense,

Why do you haunt my view?

Why do you make me tense?

What'd I do to you?

My stomach is sick,

I cannot go to sleep.

What has made my mind tick?

Should I my thoughts keep?

A sense of relief

And awful dread in one.

Oh, Peculiar feeling..

Just what have you done..?

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Sir Joseph]

I love how you personified your inner mind in this. It shows the battle between the subconscious and the conscious slowly coming to view. A chilling reality that we dont have all the answers even about ourselves. A cold questioning piece. Great job!

[Ethale Captor]

Thank you.

[marie]

chilling...purely chilling

[Ethale Captor]

Easy going, yet chilling, was my intent. Thank you.

[marie]

no problem,you achieved it with ease

[Lizzie Mitchell]

Feels like a lurking fear under every move that the last moment was a misstep on a minefield.

[Ethale Captor]

Thanks, that is what I was thinking when I wrote it.

[Danielle Wesley]

I have to agree with RachelReaper "dread wrappedi n satin lace" is a perfect line. This poem reminds me of feeling completely stuck in love with someone I necessarily shouldn't be. It resonated with me for so many reasons. I really enjoyed it.

[Ethale Captor]

Thank you.

[RachelReaper]

this has a very haunting and unsettling feel to it, which I'm sure is what you were going for, so great work! "Dread wrapped in satin lace" was my favorite line.

[Ethale Captor]

Thanks.