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I stare outwards,
Towards the world.
I look inwards,
And find only emptiness.
My hands shudder,
I try not to touch.
I try not to move closer,
Closer to my own revenge.
The drips become louder.
Splosh splish splosh splish.
Do they know I'm here?
The bangs at the door grow louder.
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Not me, certainly.
Why would they come in? There is nothing to find.
Feeling fading,
My hands now purple.
I know the time is nigh.
So I go crazy psycho insane random hahahahahahahaha.
Towards the world.
I look inwards,
And find only emptiness.
My hands shudder,
I try not to touch.
I try not to move closer,
Closer to my own revenge.
The drips become louder.
Splosh splish splosh splish.
Do they know I'm here?
The bangs at the door grow louder.
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Not me, certainly.
Why would they come in? There is nothing to find.
Feeling fading,
My hands now purple.
I know the time is nigh.
So I go crazy psycho insane random hahahahahahahaha.
nice poem though.
I don't get it.
pop
hurrah for being irritating
hurrah for being irritating
Nice piece, although I failed to connect with the spider, and why his legs were too big.
Nice piece, hur hur.
Nice piece, hur hur.
I never thought I'd have to see those words after GCSE poetry
Onamatoepoeioia rocks.
Unlike your previous poems, there's no enjambement, which makes a change to your normal style. Nice use of onomatopoeia in stanza 5 also.
A good poem I feel.
A good poem I feel.
I stare outwards,
Towards the world.
I look inwards,
And find only emptiness.
My hands shudder,
I try not to touch.
I try not to move closer,
Closer to my own revenge.
The drips become louder.
Splosh splish splosh splish.
Do they know I'm here?
The bangs at the door grow louder.
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Not me, certainly.
Why would they come in? There is nothing to find.
Feeling fading,
My hands now purple.
I know the time is nigh.
So I go crazy psycho insane random hahahahahahahaha.
Towards the world.
I look inwards,
And find only emptiness.
My hands shudder,
I try not to touch.
I try not to move closer,
Closer to my own revenge.
The drips become louder.
Splosh splish splosh splish.
Do they know I'm here?
The bangs at the door grow louder.
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Not me, certainly.
Why would they come in? There is nothing to find.
Feeling fading,
My hands now purple.
I know the time is nigh.
So I go crazy psycho insane random hahahahahahahaha.