alive but deadA Poem by tumia bit scary for meALIVE BUT DEAD My head slightly tilted As I struck a pose To lay on the couch As perfect as I could I lay my eyes and watched the sky The roof withstanding I would have count the stars But my eyes was stuck I tried to point but my arms were clasped I chose to walk But my legs don’t move I tried some words But my voice was gone I chose to scream But there came not a squeal I tried to move But my body deserted me I tried but failed With the creeping fear in me There were no tears, For I couldn’t cry My hear still pounds With the speed of a car In a flash I could fill my breath At the time I thought I was dead The fear so great As I jumped off the couch Hurriedly in a startled way I left the house But the fears were stuck Like a hunch at the back The fear still creeps As my head flashes back I ran without breath Like the world was against me I ran and fled Like the devil was after me Now time plays on All now a part of the great story But the fear still comes It comes as a creeping memory © 2024 tumiAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on August 22, 2024 Last Updated on August 22, 2024 Authortumilagos, christian, NigeriaAbouti am just a random person trying to do best at writing more..Writing
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