Our Eyes Met Poem by Methods Create Madness

Our Eyes Met



The physical world is fading all of a sudden.
My body wont budge.
I try to look away but I've lost sovereignty of my eyes. They're stuck.
It feels like I'm losing the strength to carry my own weight.
Time stops!
Now, slowly, I regain control.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: strength
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sofia Darling 27 April 2011

this poem is really nice :) I like it allot, it so true that people feel like that sometimes hah. great job :)

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