Boom.
The moment hitting me in the stomach,
Evacuating all air from my lungs.
A tremor is sent through my limbs,
A somber soundwave implodes in my head.
It feels as though a hex has entrapped me,
Unable to move, I silently scream.
I try to hide from reality,
But it only scorches me and my mentality.
BG
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Author:
Brycycle (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2017 14:04
- Comment from author about the poem: Not one of my good ones. It's about my anxiety, something happened the other day, which 'motivated' me to write it.
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Comments1
Thanks for the write Green Eyes! Being (or having one put on you) hexed is putting someone in a situation of dire straits! I enjoyed this read. Very Tantalizing!!!
Thank you for your feedback Edward. Apologies for the late reply, haven't been on here in a while. 🙂
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