Blur

just... just kind of wrote this one. It's no good, I'm sure.

Goosebumps run all down my arms

Chills flash up my spine

The world is spinning, spinning, spinning

I melt into a pile

 

I do not know what goes on

Around me is a blur

Confusion, turmoil, the utmost sadness

Turn into apathy

Reviews

[MajorJesusFreak]

Not all poems must be long to be good. I love it. A lot of people can relate to this feeling. I know I can infact thats how I feel right now. Nice work.