I had the nagging fear
That my girlfriend would get raped
Pool of death
Non-existence
And visions by their hate
Loops of bad thoughts
Is not the way I should think
Desperate for safety
Splashing water from the sink
In my state I was trapped
But I knew Christ has the win
I want to touch her with my holy heart
That's free of sin
Born into a family that
I never sensed was human
Brain dead, sickly, and quite tricky
Starved of life and lumin
I recalled that scene from Spiderman
Gwen dying in his arms
When I saw myself crying the same
Wife dead; I felt alarmed
I want to believe it's genuine
But everything is fake
I will win
I'll get it pinned
No matter what it takes
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Author:
Lewis O’Carroll (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Fears illusions, tears, delusions, dreams all come though in this poem. Nicely done
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