Hi! I hope you like the poem, pleaaaasssseee critique!! I'm not sure if the transitions in this poem are as smooth as they should be.
Shadowed corners
Crumbled doorways
My mind never seems to change
Fear steals the feeling from my fingers
The warmth from my cheeks
I am lost in him
Crippled by his strength
Night oozes through my veins
Dank air crawls on my skin
I am so afraid
I limp into myself hiding before fear can find me again
I am so afraid
In that dark
Dusty corner
I find a match
Old and unused
Maybe it can give me warmth
The strike is the only sound in the room
The flame the only light
Suddenly a wave
A torrent of warmth
Washes through me and my rooms
Fear stands frozen at first
But soon begins to struggle
Fear is strong
But courage has a will
That is unmatchable
You’re late
I halfheartedly accuse as fear is swept out the door
I feel heat return back to my cheeks and neck
I find that I now have the strength to stand
I’m here now
Courage grins proudly
A windswept and dirt stricken hope
Lopes into the room
What did I miss?
