Fear

a poem about fear

fear is like a snake

it can only be seen when looked for

but sometimes it ends up showing through

people around feel it too and it spreads like a disease

covering everything in it's path

everyone falls one by one

like dominos it starts a chain reaction

one falls after the other

fear siezes their hearts and holds it until it stops

screams escape like strangled words that barely escape it's hold

those who are still breathing can either find strength or lose all senses

one person escape it's grasp and breaks free of the trance

only to run and leave everyone else behind

when fear has had it's fun and loosens it's grip the effect still lingers

the people stand rigid and striaght and slowly reume their lives

but the memory of fear can't be walked off but rather it clings to them and follows them wherever they go

haunting them and waiting for it's next chance to strike

Author's Note

I wrote this quickly so tell me if you see any mistakes:)

Reviews

[.......]

wow so very true! Amazing

[Megara]

thank you:)

[WrittenStarts]

Amazingly true. Well written, with a great concept behind it. Good job!

[Megara]

thank you:)

[Star Wolf]

A perfect description of fear. Awesome job!

[Megara]

thank you:)

[DogDrawler]

Fear is like a snake... This poem is one amazing phenomenon!
Pawsome poem!

[Megara]

thanks:)

[Epoy]

True true true.....!

[Megara]

glad you think so

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Fear is like a snake
It can only be seen when looked for
But sometimes it ends up showing through
People around feel it too and it spreads like a disease
Covering everything in its path
Everyone falls one by one
Like dominos it starts a chain reaction
One falls after the other
Fear seizes their hearts and holds it until it stops
Screams escape like strangled words that barely escape its hold
Those who are still breathing can either find strength or lose all senses
One person escapes its grasp and breaks free of the trance
Only to run and leave everyone else behind
When fear has had its fun and loosens its grip the effect still lingers
The people stand rigid and straight and slowly resume their lives
But the memory of fear can't be walked off but rather it clings to them and follows them wherever they go
Haunting them and waiting for its next chance to strike

This is my edit of the piece - well done, good read.

[Megara]

cool.thanks for the edit:)