There's something inside me
That shares my name
Something I am feeling
To my core
It's ingrained
Something visceral
Something ancient
Some primal trepidation
Coming through
On the surface
A warning siren
With wailing purpose
Proceed with caution
Hesitation
Be wary of the stranger
What's that noise
What's that lurking
In the shadows
Always smirking
Who are they
What's their motive
All of a sudden
I am noticed
Be wary
Of their smile
Of that look
In their eye
What is twisting in their minds
Paranoia
This isn't that
This is knowing
This is fact
There is darkness
There is evil
It is writhing
In the people
Pay attention
Hug the edge
There's a rapist
In the hedge
Killers hiding
In the corners
Leave your lights on
Heed the warnings
Check your closets
Under beds
There are monsters
Outside your head
Something's coming
Something's swarming
Overhead
A storm is forming
On the road
Cold and lonely
Can you hear it
All the crowing
There's a murder
Up ahead
Don't bare witness
You'll be dead
Turn around
You should run
You should have listened
You're in the trunk
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Author:
KTay (
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Comments4
A poem of suspicion, lack of trust and fear a poem of paranoia but then we know that things are out there to get us.
Great write
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Layered in fear and mistrust of the world, feeling vulnerable in a world that feels unfriendly, nicely expressed and written
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Well written, my friend. I concur with all that has been said. Beautiful job! 🌹👏
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