Poem -
the hands
i cower away
in the corner i stay
afraid of the hands
they reach out
they want to take me
no one can see them
but i feel them
they tug and pull
im going insane
they course me pain
they dont have names
i call them the hands
because thats what they are
one managed to grab my arm
oh no
i slip
another grabs my leg
help meΒ
im a goner
they grab my waistΒ
i reach out in a haste
please
not me
what did i do
i struggle as one chokes me
but its no use
i cant break free
they start to drag me
i cant scream
im frozen in fear
if you can hear
save the others
they arent after just one
when they have youΒ
your done
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Comments
Disturbing horror. Very engaging atmospheric piece. A fine poem.
Have read moreΒ of your poetry and you certainly are good at expressing ideas ! You have much to say and I for one hopeΒ you keep doing so on this site !
Thanks for sharing ! Β :)
Have a great Christmas !
Thank you, im happy you liked them. I'll keep writing and i hope you have a great Christmas too
Thanks once again for sharing your poetry !
I will do my best to have a good Christmas, though I must remind myself not to drink or eat too much !!
:)