The Ugly Truth.

My poems. Feel free to take a look.
Different poem each chapter.

7Likes
4Comments
2639Views
AA

5. Six Things...

All I see is your shadow creeping up on me,
Frightening me,
Stalking me,
Me and my every turn.

All I hear is your voice in my head,
Screaming,
Crying,
Cursing me with your forked tounge. 

All I can smell is your scent,
Sweet and fresh,
Sour and mouldy,
Filling up my nostrils with the scary aroma of a dead yet very alive memory.

All I can touch is your things,
Once belonging to you,
Now me.

All I can feel is your presence,
All day everyday,
Your warmth and loving,
Your hatred and pain- coldness.
Giving me shivers on a hot summers day.

All I can taste is your mouth,
Hot,
Freezing,
Passionate,
Sloppy.

The last thing I could do was experience all these things.
Driving me insane,
Until, eventually,
Locked up,
Trapped.

See,
Hear,
Smell,
Touch,
Feel,
Taste.

See,
Hear,
Smell,
Touch,
Feel,
Taste.

See,
Hear,
Smell,
Touch,
Feel,
Taste.

 

Death.

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...