my gut is screaming
grab all your stuff
and run into the basement.
my heart is pounding
my face and demeanor
say i am calm
but i am not.
i want to cry
i am so scared
for my life,
for my mother's,
my father's,
my step-father's,
my brother's,
my dog's,
my friends,
my other family members,
my boyfriend.
i hope they
are all okay.
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Poetrysnapshots of my thoughts in poetry and little writings. © 2013 by anxieti. All rights reserved.