Paranoia

A Poem by BrokenJuliet

I can feel it,
I can see it.
What ever it is it whispers to me.
It's feeling is killing.
The touch that it's making,
This feeling of anothers life...
Uncontollable fear.
I see you,
I hear you,
I feel you,
I fear you.
They're all around me.
Eating away my life;
Killing me softly.
One touch could be my last.
I fear you,
I hear you,
I'm killing you.
Your killling me.

© 2010 BrokenJuliet

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Patricia(:

This poem is interesting. I like the last 2 lines- 'I'm killing you' 'Your killing me'. Nice finish to a fantastic poem. Keep you the lovely work(:

Posted 14 Years Ago

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BrokenJuliet

Fitchburg, MA

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I'm a 14 year old girl named Liara and I love to write poetry. But it looks like my poetry isn't enough to get credit for so it's whatever I guess my writing was never as good as I thought it would be.. more..