Nicole Em.

Rookie (May 15,1994.)

The Closet - Poem by Nicole Em.

Shaking hands, trembling fear
With your only wish to get out of here
Panting madly, losing your breath
Your eyes screaming silently with every step
You open your mouth, ready to speak
But no sound comes out, your words cannot leave
Blinding darkness, deafening silence
Thoughts lingering of your unspoken defiance
Shadows creeping, your heartbeat pounding
Images blurring as your judgment starts clouding
Eyes shutting, fingers numbing
Your body grows cold as you hear them coming
Footsteps approach, your body moves less and less
It won't be long before you drown in this deep, dark mess

Comments about The Closet by Nicole Em.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,298 Points Robinson (8/12/2012 3:37:00 PM)

    every closet has a way in and out. Some have lights inside.Some have shelves to store things.Some are
    just big holes in the wall.The one thing about closets is that we were never meant to live in one.So just like a coat in the closet we were meant to take it out of the closet and wear it.But the coat only represents the outside.
    What else we take out of the closet represent the inside.So try to take out beautiful coats and thoughts. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 8, 2012

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