![]() NervesA Poem by Forgotten
A bead of sweat clogs in my brow,
My hands shake and my body shudders, No matter how many times I gulp, The obstruction seems not to budge. Hot like embers my stomach burns, Churning and groaning it knows my pain, My skin like ice, Goosebumps cover me. My heart flutters, Feeling ready to burst, My breathing grows shallow, Hindering me to exhaustion. © 2012 Forgotten |
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Added on June 28, 2012Last Updated on June 28, 2012 AuthorForgottenGloucestershire, Stroud, United KingdomAboutMy real name is John-Paul Crawford, I do voluntary work at Stroud FM and hopefully after my training will be allowed my own slot on air. Writing takes up most of my time, I'm always trying to better m.. more..Writing
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