dead

my  eye burned as I saw him laying there dead frail and broken. My fear of the man the monster the father my nightmare dead in the casket. I do not know why I feared him. the scarred child is there and it all russ back to me

 

Reviews

[Spoken]

i can understand the emotion in this poem.. fearing someone even after death... well done!

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Succinct and moving write. Two suggestions: I think you mean to use the word 'why' instead of 'way' and 'rushed' instead of 'russ' - otherwise a haunting work. Thank you.
Light,
SiddARTha

[Enigma]

Hmm...nice.

[Ladysue]

Hmmmmm, different yet Interesting...

[Jaffa Forbes]

a scary poem indeed, very interesting. it's good to play around with the format of poems.
Jaff

[Buddhistboy73]

mmm.interesting write....reminds me of oneof my poems. Few typos on this one, but i'm sure you know that. Apart from that, you portrayed the emotions well, and i connected with it. Good write....