Fear.
Fear is what I feel
as I hear the ring
on the loudspeaker.
Silence is heard
throughout the message
of our fate.
Fear.
Fear of a banging door,
a rattling handle,
and heightened shouts.
Adrenaline pumps through the veins
ready to
Flee,
Fight,
and Survive.
With a bang the door swings open.
Out in a line we go,
Our future in front of us.
Fear.
The last thing felt
before released into
the
sky.
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Poetry Madness
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have written in the past and if your interested then you can check it out. I'll be updating this every so often and I might take requests to write poems. Enjoy!
