Anthrophobia

 Anthrophobia

Encased in the purity of a glass prism 

I'll look out through the bullet-proof windows

At all of the people sinking through the floorboards. 

I built myself inside of a heavily armoured shell

With enough ammunition to blow everybody away

If they ever dared to look at me. 

I'll deface my insecurities with the most elaborate security system

Compelling rumours down the grapevine will tell of my blood thirsty hounds

Everything will become so peaceful without their snickers

Everything will become so powerful with their barks. 

As precious as I considered my encasement to be 

I still wonder what its like on the other side of the pixie glass.

Out there in the gritty underbelly

Trapped in the midst of a murky swamp with faceless people

Everything surrounded by the stench of the somber haze.

As soon as I start to think about it I wanted to kill myself. 

The clean and sanitary halls of my prism will do fine for myself

With my only friend being the reflection off the glass.

I know he will never look down on me

Unless one day he gets tired of being in my shadow

And decides to finally break out from the confinement of the glass. 

I know he has the same heavy arsenal as me 

I know he won't hesitate to blow me away. 

Just give him a couple of days.

Author's Note

Reviews

[nigrum homonculus]

i researched what Anthrophobia meant before reading this. you was bang on the money. exactly how someone with that fear would act. and the fact you showed the obsession with isolation was making the person insane just added to that. i loved the vocab in this. it was very well structured. another great poem. well done.

[Luciole]

Wow, this was amazing!

[Laura Maidah]

It's trying to be more than it is. Great writer, though.

[eeoopig]

How sad and dark. Good work - I think you have really captured how a person would act if they were anthrophobic. I love this :)

[Celestial Witch Child]

Wow. Awesome. Nothing to say here. Great poem.

[Olivia Marie]

I loved it!!!! It's Amazing! I always love reading your work.

[Pax]

this is really deep, google is really a great help. ;)

[Dean Kuch®]

Reminds me of the year I spent living in Jersey. Isolated, harried, chaotic and freindless. They liked me that way too!

[Barbara Walker]

Whoa! This is deep and quite frightening to read it, but more frightening to live it!

[JohnnyMagrinho]

How can there be any debate. Google is at your hands.

Anthophobia - fear of flowers: anthos (Greek for flowers) + phobos (Greek for fear)

Anthrophobia - fear of people: anthropos (Greek for 'man') + phobos.

[Peaceworker22]

Sounds like a war zone, but it's very well written. I could feel the fear and desperation of this person as he tried to protect himself from the horrors outside.