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A Feeling of Fear
The air is dry, and each breath is a struggle.
My feet feel heavy and shackled,
Like a bird in a cage, I feel trapped,
Unsure of what’s happening, I'm frightened.
My heart beats like a drum.
fast and hard,
In this storm, I am searching for a
ray of light.
While inside of me, a monster is consuming my soul.
A voice in my head screams, This is
Fear. It’s taking control.
In this endless climb, the ticking
clock taunts,
Courage leaves and a cold shiver
crawls down my spine,
A knot in my stomach tightens,
I closed my eyes and in a whisper, I murmured, “Whine or wine?”
By Zyrool
Copyright ©
Zyrool Gifford
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