Fear
A Sad, Scary Sonnet with a Twist
Till quiet is the world and all is night,
Before the twilight suffocates the day,
Between the loving darkness and the light,
To my own mind I run and hide away.
Along the line, my broken heart, it lies,
Without a partner, wandering, unsure.
Within my shell, my crying soul, it dies.
Among the fires, pain is so obscure.
Beyond my mind there lies a gruesome scene.
At sanguine carnage I am bound to stare.
Above this place the ocean is unclean.
Behind me stagnates toxic tainted air.
In spite of knowing not your bloody role,
Inside my heart, your acting takes its toll.
About the Creator
Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist
I fell in love with speculative fiction and poetry many years ago, but I have precious little time to write any. Then, I went crazy and started a cult called metAlchemy, or meta alchemy. I revere energy of all brands, esp. good, kind chaos.
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"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl5 days ago in Fiction
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Very nice!
This was phenomenal!