Fear Rides A Dark Villain
Panic grips my heart, Fear rides a dark villain, galloping across the deepness and the recesses of my mind. Tethered to the night I cling, closed within these vacant walls, void of any emotions; vacuous mind and soul. Glazed expressionless eyes, stare blindly into a hollow, then a searing sensation upon my face I feel.
Are these what they call tears ?
A streaming course flows freely drops splattering upon the pages, where it stains and signs its name, reminder for another time, how this heart was scorched by flames!
© E. Bretton July 2004 All Rights Reserved
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Love Tinka
What a statement this makes! Beautiful work!
Lisa
Robin
Your reward will come when you least expect it !!!
Very beautiful write *E*
Peter Paton
i felt this one--powerful, dark, emotive write--and that pic--WOW
well done, my (((friend)))
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
that looks like my old friend, stormphobia (or claustrophobia, it's hard to tell LOL)