My Flashlight

My flashlight …

The dark itself is truly daunting.

And fear sends tremors down the spine

Soon will paranoia settle in

and lost to all, the track of time.

 

The hell was that, who touched my leg?

Is there someone crawling up my skin

Within this crypt it’s deathly hot

The walls appear to have caved right in.

 

You know I can’t see a damn thing

I feeling as though I’m really stuck

I’m scared to death I’m freaking out

I drop down, fetal, and then I duck

 

The tears are rolling like stream

I sniffle once and then I wipe

I try real hard on keeping quiet

My chest swelled up I fear for life.

 

I pictured things but at their worst

Hysterics were my growing plight

I clench the answer in my hand

I’ll turn it on and bear the light.

 

Paul Neglia

Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

4 thoughts on “My Flashlight

  • October 27, 2017 at 9:55 PM
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    Fear indeed is our greatest foe in life, not reality but what our imagination offers up. Nicely penned and evocative, Paul. Great work.

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  • October 28, 2017 at 7:53 PM
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    Fear and the darkness will always be man’s most inner foe. Enjoyed very much Paul.

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  • October 30, 2017 at 4:49 AM
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    A true tribute to that fear which is felt at times, until one is reunited with the light.

    P.S. Write to me. please my friend!

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