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Fear
A sonnet with a linguistic twist, this poem was first imported to Vocal.Media from DeviantArt. In addition to the traditional Shakespearean sonnet’s exacting structure, I added an additional degree of difficulty by beginning each line with a preposition and set them with an aesthetic starting letter scheme as well. This poem, while reflective of my emotions, was also written as something of a flex.
Till quiet is the world and all is night,
Before the twilight suffocates the day,
Between the loving darkness and the light,
To my own mind I run and hide away.
Along the line, my broken heart, it lies,
Without a partner, wandering, unsure.
Within my shell, my crying soul, it dies.
Among the fires, pain is so obscure.
Beyond my mind there lies a gruesome scene.
At sanguine carnage I am bound to stare.
Above this place the ocean is unclean.
Behind me stagnates toxic tainted air.
In spite of knowing not your bloody role,
Inside my heart, your acting takes its toll.
