"It."

It reaches up 

from under your comfort.

It claws and clenches

at your soft spread.

It is aggressive

and nothing near merciful.

You do not see It.

You only feel It.

Hovering and watching

from under you.

Fake, but oh

so very real.

You are flinching away

from the absolute unseen.

It isn't so ridiculous

as you are pondering how near It is.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

this is powerful! I'm going to start with that. It's profound and thought-provoking, and I'm getting a "mental illness" theme vibe from it - is that correct?

If you don't mind me suggesting tweaks, the periods shouldn't be periods, for the whole poem seems to flow as one continuous thought. Play with punctuation OR get rid of it altogether. Then, the last stanza seems anticlimactic. I like how it doesn't answer what "it" is (that's brilliant!), but it doesn't serve as a line that could end the poem.....it may just be me, but I'm feeling something missing to really drive the poem home. Play with it. See what happens. This def has potential. Well done!

[Chris]

The tension build beginning to end ...and without any visual reference to cue the mind. Well done.