NONOnonoNONONOnonoNONONO!
Lilliputians, Pulling on your clothes
Tiny arrows, piercing skin
Tied with rope, strong but incredibly thin
Tunnel vision, light grows thin
A thousand names they call this rope
serious doubts, waning hopes,
Lost loves, looming fears,
self image like looking into Dorian Grey's mirror,
When people hear its true name, they all flee,
Its true name,
Anxiety.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of Short Poems
ПоэзияI liked the format Neil Hillborn used, and I wanted to try it myself.
