Unreal Real Horror

Sometimes we have to except what's happened. We have to except out past and present to get to the future.

 

Unreal Real Horror

The horror of what’s happening,

Almost seems unreal,

I see you walking past me,

As if times standing still,

And as I walk this lonely path,

I know I walk alone,

For the horror of what’s happening,

I know is surly real.

Author's Note

Sorry if it's bad and that it's really short.

Reviews

[Legion]

Don't apologize for your writing (bad or not). Yes, this piece may not be the best but it has a point. Loneliness is a real life horror that is very hard to deal with for everyone. I applaud that. You may not be one for flourishment, but then sometimes the straight-to-the-point piece is the best way of getting that point across. Kudos to you.

[Karen Kalbacher]

I have no idea what emotion this poem is evoking. Maybe you could fine tune the idea a bit more.