Scared (Poem by Mark Swift)

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The shadows surround me,
I have become their prey.
My heart starts racing,
I have no clue why.
Impulsive decisions consume,
Every thought I dare make.
Too tired to sleep,
Any my dreams gone bad,
How long before,
I crack at last?

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  1. GabbyJanuary 26, 2019 at 8:53 AM

    This is written beautifully, so sad though :(

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  2. Marysa WritesJanuary 26, 2019 at 3:22 PM

    Sad
    But relateable

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  3. LucyJanuary 26, 2019 at 5:56 PM

    Wow. I really love this poem, albeit sad. I can relate to some of the aspects in this, as well. This is a sad poem, but I love the details and descriptions that contribute to the fast (sort of) pace and overall mood.

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  4. SpitfireJanuary 26, 2019 at 6:02 PM

    I love this! I love how it seems to have fear swallowing up the reader. This poem is a combination of kylyn and Mark (for those who don't know who those people are, they're two characters in my book)

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  5. Shaly P.January 27, 2019 at 3:38 PM

    I love this,Mark. :) Great job.

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  6. Sila en AnorMay 3, 2019 at 8:41 AM

    As someone who has had trouble with anxiety, this is actually a pretty accurate description of what it's like.

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