panic rises fast within
as a bright light blinds
heat radiates from it
what new hell it this?
now light gets brighter
the heat grows stronger
eyes watering freely
blinded and frightened
how long can this last
as torture pushes limits
madness coming soon
as sanity melts away
wait, the light dims!
eyes can actually see!
warmth soothes not burns
It is only long lost sunshine!
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
Laughs at the high drama of it all!!! The thing is, I know that feeling...
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