Shadows

Deepest Fears

Yesterday they were

beneath three-legged stools

lurking

or my mind playing a trick -

oily lamps paving the way

fearful

as they were.

Is this numbness?

Or the usual mischief

of the mind?

But they come, they come

eating

walls and floors. Shaggy little

beasts. Paralyzing yellow

threats.

My sanity whirlwind

falling into deep crevices

something restful, to be grasped,

still.

Reviews

[Robin]

listening to the shadows fall , to hear the sound of fear ... psychologically intense writing

[Light]

A shadow of a thought manifesting into your deepest fear. Your mind plays tricks on you, creating this sense of anxiety....nervousness. A "sanity whirlwind," one could call it...lmao. Great write

-light-

[Lilly Negoi]

"they come eating walls and floors" - as if the only place left to go is the ceiling - that would be up :). i don't know if that was intentional, or if it was the result of a brilliant coincidence, but i love it :). and i also like the choice of you leaving the word "still" to stand on its own in the end of the poem. this is very good wording! :)

[OT]

very different! a really great read - this: My sanity whirlwind / falling into deep crevices - is brilliant!!

[.]

mental illness? an intriguing and interesting take..would expect this from someone who is currently experiencing it..has a scary element of depth to it..well done

[Dani]

the idea seeps into my mind as quickly as my own fears. this is amazing.

[Inkcognito]

Those creepy little buggers, stealing into our minds, gnawing at the edges of our well frayed sanity...
A gripping read...fight those fears!

[Laha]

I think this depicts anxiety well. I would be interested in how you become "still" ...did your sanity fall into that deep crevice?

[MuSe Ampoule]

imaginative work...a fear of going insane. Well done!