Billy Loving


Seizure - Poem by Billy Loving

Tick, tick, ticking of the clock
Images trying to block
Visions dancing around
Head filled with constant sound
Losing control of my brain
Slowly going insane

A scream fills the air
People stop and stare
Maybe alive, possibly dead
Eyes rolling back in my head
Fainting, falling to the ground
My convulsing body they surround

Topic(s) of this poem: sickness

Form: Couplet


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 6, 2015



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