"Poetry is food for the soul"
Fluke
Fears Effect
The icy claws crawl down my spine
The chill spreads and branches
The whole body shudders... trembles
The heart beats quicker
The pulse in the temples thuds... dull, but loud
Harder to breathe
Hard to breathe
Taken over by fear
Head reeling
Feeling... Vulnerable, scared.
It's there... cant run, cant get away.
Cant speak, cant scream, cant run
Sit down...
Cry...
Alone... nothing there...
But still scared
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