I
Hear sound
Sharp cutting
Rampaging
My fear lay frozen
I could not speak nor move
A cold hand held my soul still
I rage, I fuel my anger
How did I fall into this dark trap?
Inside I smoulder, waiting to cut free…
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[…] "Frozen" #EthereeIHear soundSharp cuttingRampagingMy fear lay frozenI could not speak nor moveA cold hand held my soul stillI rage, I fuel my angerHow did I fall into this dark trap?Inside I smoulder, waiting to cut free…Anita Dawes […]
This is a fabulous poem, Anita.
So glad you liked it, Robbie…
Anita, there are some powerful emotions erupting from this Etheree… I could see this in a romance book! <3
Glad you liked it, Colleen…
Ooooo nicely done!
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