In a moment, all time seems to stand still
the question speeds through your head, am i going to see tomorrow
And you realize the answer is in your hands
In slow motion, your worst fear becomes the worlds reality
the sound echos as you try to form a single thought
the rush of fear takes over like a demon casting a spell
That last moment, last breath of the reality you once knew
May 23, 2021
the breath
About This Poem
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
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Comments
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I would use line breaks for your sentences ( each thought or wherever you would use a comma break to a new line) This poem reads like a suicide?
I agree...
with Chrys, use your commas to break the lines and make new ones. it's easier on the eyes and makes for smoother reading.
~ Geezer.
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