04-14-2023, 07:50 AM
Fear is my bread and butter, I’m a pizza of phobias
I’m even afraid of myself except when I sleep
so bed is my heaven, though even there nightmares come,
hunting me down among the undergrowth of memories.
I haunt the daylight unsure of my shadow, is it mine
or a stolen outline of another’s anxiety that has latched on,
another parasite to add to my collection, worn like armor
to evade the touch of an insane world that reaches out
that won’t be told “no” except by suicide or broken minds,
so I struggle on, waiting to be swallowed by quicksand,
my greatest fear, suffocation inside solid matter,
buried alive in fresh concrete like an out of luck mobster
those last gasps, the silenced scream tearing out my throat
my eyes wide open at last, seeing what’s on the other side.
sorry, I don't do sonnets, but it is 14 lines, and it does address the prompt, so I'm shooting for a grade of D, "unsatisfactory but passing"
I’m even afraid of myself except when I sleep
so bed is my heaven, though even there nightmares come,
hunting me down among the undergrowth of memories.
I haunt the daylight unsure of my shadow, is it mine
or a stolen outline of another’s anxiety that has latched on,
another parasite to add to my collection, worn like armor
to evade the touch of an insane world that reaches out
that won’t be told “no” except by suicide or broken minds,
so I struggle on, waiting to be swallowed by quicksand,
my greatest fear, suffocation inside solid matter,
buried alive in fresh concrete like an out of luck mobster
those last gasps, the silenced scream tearing out my throat
my eyes wide open at last, seeing what’s on the other side.
sorry, I don't do sonnets, but it is 14 lines, and it does address the prompt, so I'm shooting for a grade of D, "unsatisfactory but passing"