Phobias

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(This was another partner project, with the same partner as before, who took over writing again, and the prompt was to write about a phobia. we instead decided to make a haiku about a few phobias. I've listed the phobias but they aren't written in the notebook and I don't remember them all, so a few might be nameless)


Hands gripped on my heart

Thus, goes all my sanity

Now dancing with fear

(maybe phobophobia: fear of fears <typically an anxious response to being afraid I believe>)


Eight legs crawling near

The tickling sensation

Drags me to my knees

(Arachnophobia: fear of spiders)


ʞɔɒd ƨɘɿɒɈƨ noiɈɔɘlʇɘЯ

wɘiv ɿoɿɿim ɘiɿɘɘ ɘʜɈ nI

qoɈƨ ϱninniɿϱ ɘʜɈ ɘʞɒM

(Catoptrophobia: fear of mirrors)


My throat closes up

As sound stutters from my lips

The eyes stare too much

(Agoraphobia: general fear of situations that may cause anxiety)


The cold doors beckon

Kitchen hums screech in the night

Refrigerator

("Psygephobia" apparently, fear of refrigerators)


Burning in my chest

As it enters my blood stream

I fear it's poi--

(Toxicophobia: fear of being poisoned)


Hippopotamus

No, this is not the right fear

The trampling Horse

(hippophobia: the fear of horses)


The walls are closing

The walls are closing in now

The air leaves my lungs

(Claustrophobia: fear of small enclosed spaces)


S- s- s- stop it!

Y- you make fun of m- me?

Don't h-hit me...

(I THINK this is more of paranoia, or maybe Anthrophobia: fear of people, or psellismophobia: fear of stuttering)


The dreams can haunt me

If I let my eyes fall shut

Please, save me from sleep

(Hypnophobia: fear of sleep)


They will use my will

I'll be just a toy for them

Body betrayal

(Maybe the fear of being possessed? The closest I can find is either Daemonophobia: fear of demons, or Phasmophobia: fear of ghosts)


My fear surrounds me

I cannot see anything

Why is there "nothing"?

(Oudenophobia: fear of nothingness)


They are here for me

When the lights are all turned off

The claws grasp at me

(Nyctophobia: fear of the dark)


The panic seized me

my lungs collapsed in on me

my heart, ripped from me...

(IDK)

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