Beware
Very quite, shy, why you pick me?
let me be.
many people around me, all eyes on me,
dont stare,
BEWARE!
Feelings of nervousness, drips down my forehead,
plams moist, BEWARE!
Silents. No words, not a sound,
cries that echo. BEWARE!
Pluse raises, Blood flowing thick threw my swolling vains.
BEWARE!
Lost of thought, block of focus. Mind blank.
BEWARE!
Human become statue, steady as concreate,
stiff as a corspe. BEWARE!
Fading of pride, egos' vanish,
innocent goes mences.
BEWARE!
Anger becomes a partner,
yet all by myself. BEWARE!
stranded an empty soul, BEWARE!
Eyes shut, body goes cold!
Copyright © Robert Bethea | Year Posted 2010
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