alive but dead

a bit scary for me

ALIVE BUT DEAD

 

My head slightly tilted

As I struck a pose

To lay on the couch

As perfect as I could

I lay my eyes and watched the sky

The roof withstanding

I would have count the stars

But my eyes was stuck

I tried to point but my arms were clasped

I chose to walk

But my legs don’t move

I tried some words

But my voice was gone

I chose to scream

But there came not a squeal

I tried to move

But my body deserted me

I tried but failed

With the creeping fear in me

There were no tears,

For I couldn’t cry

My hear still pounds

With the speed of a car

 

In a flash

I could fill my breath

At the time

I thought I was dead

The fear so great

As I jumped off the couch

Hurriedly in a startled way

I left the house

 

But the fears were stuck

Like a hunch at the back

The fear still creeps

As my head flashes back

I ran without breath

Like the world was against me

I ran and fled

Like the devil was after me

 

Now time plays on

All now a part of the great story

But the fear still comes

It comes as a creeping memory

 

Author's Note

feel free

Reviews

[Marie]

Fear is a crippling thing! It freezes our thoughts and our actions and you have excellently captured the feeling in this poem. "My hear still pounds With the speed of a car" : I feel hear in this line should be heart? A strong write which captures fear in both word and imagery. Thank you for sharing, tumi... Lovely work!

[Jerry Ables]

Excellent and intense words, Tumi. I enjoyed the read very much. His richest blessings to you and yours! :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Fear plays upon us until we are frozen...can't speak, can't write, can't scream....
the fingers won't move on the keys...
fear is always over our shoulder...
hard to shake...but we have to find some way to rid ourselves of it so that we can live.
j.