Monday, June 01, 2009

overcoming a phobia

go on, embrace me in your dreary arms, you monster
your constant harangue has made me sore
you are but a wicked songster
who i feared so much that i fear no more

a creature born of my timid mind
you cruelly usurped all my sanity
now song for song, i will repay you in kind
and kill you with my new-found alacrity!

* Three Word Wednesday prompts: dreary, embrace, timid


ThomG said...

Powerful stuff. Some great lines in this.

Andy Sewina said...

Wonderful use of the words!

gautami tripathy said...

It works for me!

timid embrace forces out dreary thoughts

utopianfragments said...

nice take on the words offer.
thank you for visiting my little place.

Jeeves said...