In Fear Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

You ride.
I don't.
I walk.
You glide.
I feel.
You observe.
I see.
You wish.
I touch.
You read.
I am there.
You are not.
I walk.
You ride.
I cry.
You wonder.
Why?
I walk.
Why?
I talk.
Why?
I know them,
And myself.
Denied.
We all sit down and cry...
For you.
And the view of you ahead,
That comes!
You ride.
I don't.
I walk.
You glide.
I feel.
You observe.
I see.
You wish.
I touch.
You read.
I am there.
You are not.
I walk.
You run.
Stunned in fear.