By:Drea Pesina
Danger is coming, I feel it in my bones.
Strong waves of nausea wash over me, like the ocean washed onto shore.
The fear seeps into the floor, through the door into my bones.
I feel weak to the touch as I hold my covers as a guard over my frail body.
I rub my palms against my bed sheets, trying to push the strong sense of fear away.
The door opens, golden flames appear with it showing me darkness and despair.
The sense of panic and irony flows through me like wind.
My breathing stops in my chest.
The dead halt freezes the room around me.
I cause myself to let out the breathe I was holding so long without knowing.
The tone of my mind is dark and deceiving.
I fear the lady inside me.
She knows that I fear her.
Fear, Fear, Fear.
The words repeat in my mind causing me pain in my chest and heart.
The terror, feels as fire coursing through my veins.
The doors show me myself, the monster within.
I fear her, she is stronger than you would ever know.
She’s been through hell and back, fighting since young age.
I hide her away and keep it to myself, she is a beast and doesnt need to be let out.
EVER.
She will kill, she will harm, she will cause agony and screams.
She is like a plague, like death, like wind.
She spreads, she brings death, she flows with everything, to keep her cool.
I’M not friendly, so don’t try to play like i am.
I’m a monster.
I’ve known for so long.
My family has never come to know.
They shouldn’t ever have to learn of who i hide at night.
Just the thought causes Strong Panic throughout me….
Danger is here, her presence is strong.
Lady Death has arrived, and she is here for me.
More so the beast hidden inside of me.
My heart, will be ripped from my chest like a bandage from a wound.
I will be prepared, for i have caused this Fear to form, deep inside me.
This Darkness WillLay Still Within me.
For many years as it has.
The mind within her will go dead.
Such as the mind of Lady Death.
The FEAR I can create, the FEAR i stain into the minds of soulful people.
1. I published a emotion type poem. A poem that connects very strongly to how I feel about myself. The person I hold withing. The person I dont want to share anyone else.
2.I choose this emotion because I want people to understand that not everyone is happy. That joking about having these conditions is not okay. The fact that i hear people joke about being depressed, wanting to kill themselves almost everyday, that frustrates me to a point beyond belief. People dont know if you face a struggle everyda with waking up. It’s not a joke and people joking around about having these types of emotions is not okay, and it honestly needs to stop. So ill be the one to stop it.
3. The tone of my poem is that not everyone is going to be okay. Saying that “oh your going to be okay” Isnt what always happens. I dont appreaciate the fact that by saying a few simple words you expect me to just be okay like poof magic your okay. NO thats not how this works. I wrote this poem to help people undertstand the fear and agony behind having such emotions. This specific moment is just the thoughts that go through my mind and the battles I face within me. I didnt choose this to be funny or just to be dark. I choose this to show that people ACTUALLY face these feelings. People suffer from the things people joke about. so take the time to think about what your joking about before you actually say that so called “funny joke”
4. The big idead behind all of this or the theme behind everything is the fact that people need to take things more serious. Dont jok around about things you know nothing about. The theme is be serious about serious topics.
5. One example of figuritive language is “My heart will be ripped from my chest like a bandage from a wound” Another example of fugurtive language is “She is like a plauge, like death, like wind” In each of these figurative language sentences they compare the girl in the poem to something, or somehing of the girl to something.
6.In the begining this poem was just a poem about panic. I changed it to someothing with a deeper meaning. So i changed some words from dark to dark and deceving, or something like a sentence with figuritive language to a sentence with deeper meaning. Another way was i changed the wordframe of panic to fear. I did this because panic is a state that anyone can go into. While fear is something that can be tackled and pushed away.
7.It was very easy to write this poem, seeing as I am writing this from my point of view and things ive been through in my past. The struggles i face everyda are easy to write aobut but to talk about them to someone else in person is another story. If I had a written draft then i think i would be finer with talking to someone about it.
8.Im very sastisifed weith this final draft. Its a big update from the very very VERY rough draft labeled panic. Its more detailed and frankly i love it. I can feel the images seeping into my mind like a vivid nightmare. Not that it would be that scary to someone such as myself, but something so sinister and evil making its way into your mind because of the deatils i gave. I love this final draft and I honestly think it ws one of my best darafts ive ever written for anything.