Sandy Supposes....

A Pittance of a Poem

PROMPT: Creation Saturday! Create at least an 8-line poem -any form, or free verse-inspired by some of your fellow challengers' entries this week.

         Fear is a stranger that lurks in the dark.

         It pounces and pierces just like a shark.

         Self doubt's exposed, a pink underbelly

         of pain, loss of me, and PTSD.

         Sharp teeth clamp as hem thread of a prom dress

         slashing, pulling, tightening, a duress.

         Cries of "for fucks sake I'll deal with it" blast.

          Shock, empty words, bleeding, spurting epitaphs.

          Thanks to inspiration from the blogs of Charlie ~ Apondia NaNoKit Sally Hanna and Prosperous Snow