Please, this is my third poem and I would really like to know what you think. All reviews will be posted.


I'm afraid

I'm afraid, of what, I don't know,

But this feeling just seems to grow.

It won't receded, it won't go away,

It's starting to haunt me through out the day.

This fear accumulates from tiny thing,

Like the bugs and darkness that demons bring.

But my one fear – the worst of all,

Is of seeing my big sister fall.

Fall out of my life and into the ground,

Just the thought makes my heart start to pound.

My eyes water up; I do my best to keep them at bay,

She hasn't died yet; so these tears are for another day.

So to give it all a great sum,

My greatest fear is for my sister to succumb.


kagomesnumber1: Thank you so much : blush: I know i'd die too if my bro did.


This poem is written from Soutas' point of view. I acctually share this feeling with him because I have a older brother and no-matter what I tell you he is important to me.

Ja Ne,

Loser-Girl