A Poem By Christin // 10/23/2017

Here I hide all alone, clenched tight with fear
in a dark little box, nothing to see
My situation's reasoning is indeed quite queer
A hunter is searching ruthlessly
My hunter is my friend, who I held quite dear
Her betrayal is as difficult as can be
I did not make a sound that she could hear
But my hunter spotted me visually
She looked down at me, her face looked sincere
For now the person who's "It" is me


This is great!! You should

This is great!! You should write poetry more often. :) we all have to start somewhere, and this is a very good beginning. I enjoyed it.

Damaris Ann | Wed, 10/25/2017

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

Your poetry is wonderful! I

Your poetry is wonderful! I agree with Damaris, please write more!
Beautiful and the cadence is gorgeous ;)

Madalyn Clare | Wed, 10/25/2017

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!

Nicely done.

I know I should have commented earlier, but I agree with the others. You should keep writing poetry. And even if you don't think what you write is good, keep writing and you'll keep on improving.

Libby | Wed, 11/01/2017

“The gospel alone is the power of God unto salvation.
Therefore, suffer, yes. Be misunderstood, yes. Be shamed, yes. But do not be ashamed. For the joy set before you, take up your cross, follow Jesus, be shamed and despise the shame!" -- John Piper