Teen Poetry #9 |
Stage Fright |
freeand2sexy Senior Member
since 2008-09-12
Posts 704CA, USA |
Fear, Jolts up my neck, Sharper than death. Thumps bounce, Beneath my breasts, Lips, awkward, And trembling, Wait to breathe in A breath, Of toxic tension And shaky limbs. Eyes, stared down, By blurry, Impatient, Fuzzy faces. Intense. Speak, I tell myself. Just speak! But the acid in my stomach Throws a fit; I run. Failure, Jolts up my spine, Sharper than death. Thumps beat, Faster than a rocket ship. Lips, settle down, I can speak, But… …it’s too late, now. "When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car" |
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