𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐆, poetry

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𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍
a poem about 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗

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"its just a screen," people tell,
but now all i worry is being dead.
"its just a screen," my friends say to me,
then why do i glance around the room suspiciously?

then why do i see stuff from the corner of my eyes?
its just those monsters waiting to strike
i cant open up to say that i'm scared,
because they laugh and say its all in my head.

i cant see the dark without thinking something's there
but i don't know what to do when they attack.
should i run, fight, or hide?
i consider while i'm scared to life.

i cant see a mirror without glancing back,
i cant open door without seeing what's there.
i'm wondering if those things are even real.
then why is there a scary feel?

as i see this stuff at night,
it makes me want to close my eyes and cry.
after all, its just a screen, isn't it?
wonder what you'll do when you hear me scream.

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laka here!
hi, my dear corpses! i wrote this poem because
i was feeling scared. i just
wanted to write something about it. there are way
more poems coming, and i hope you enjoyed this one!

love, laka.