Metus Poem by Alex Aamoth
Metus
creepy crawlies,
slithering snakes,
sprawling spiders,
menacing monsters,
When will I,
Ever learn,
That stories belong in books?
stopping hearts,
half-taken breaths,
clammy skin,
sweating palms,
Why did I,
Ever think,
This is acceptable to watch?
spooky frights,
terrifying scenes,
dreadful silences,
edging darkness,
When. Will. This. End?
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fears
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5/4/2024 5:38:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a nice thoughtful poem.