I See You

I don't usually do poetry, but I think the thoughts in my chest right now would best be described as such.

The feeling of you presses into me like a weight.
I know you're there, but I can't see you.
Frustration swells in my stomach and I turn again,
hoping to catch a glimpse.
Nothing.
Where the hell are you?

I grind my teeth, look again.
One eighty.
Still nothing.
Everyone else is a blur.
I begin to feel like a stalked animal, unable to find what I'm supposed to escape from.
Look up.

I see you.
You look down on me stoically, not returning my relief.
You had to have seen me looking for you.
An uneasy feeling makes me sick and I watch you.


What's that in your hand?
You raise it and sunlight glints off the metal.
I freeze, unable to believe this.
Your expression never changes in the two seconds that I have left.
Cold.
Bang.

The last thing I see is the sky.

Author's Note

I don't think this rightly qualifies as a poem, but it's how I want the......story? Words? to be read.

Reviews

[qaralynn]

oeeeh great write!!!
pretty freaky XD

[Elizabeth]

it rocks in it's current format. It's most definitley a poem. I think taking the punctuation off the end of each line would give it an even more eerie quality... I rarely punctuate poetry. Just a personal preference. As always, I dig it.

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free verse? it's dark..like a nightmare..one your definitely want to wake up from lol