s tanding alone, waiting for the clock to turn
i n me is a deep fear, a dark emptiness
l eeching into my veins, my very blood
e very time i call your name
n o answer permeates my ears
c an you hear me, I plead?
e very time, the quiet rings
About the Creator
angela hepworth
Hello! I’m Angela and I enjoy writing fiction, poetry, reviews, and more. I delve into the dark, the sad, the silly, the sexy, and the stupid. Come check me out!
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Comments (9)
powerful!
The last two lines were so powerful! Really great acrostic and challenge entry!
The loudest silence ever. Loved your Acrostic!
I got the chills! Love the last line! Incredible acrostic! 💌
oooh that was a little creepy ... I loved it! Leaves a sense of dread, so well crafted! 🩷
Wow - that's nearly like a horror driven acrostic poem. Impressive!
love that last line!
Nasty!
Simple but haunting, very effective and well written!