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Joan Isaac
Poems
Jan 2019
Paranoia
I breathe
Still, the fear lingers
As my blood runs cold
Was it from above
Or beneath the very floor where I plant my foot
Will they peak beside me
The moment I catch my eye
Is my family still there
Will they be able to hear me cry
This is the fear I live
The sheer horror
Or discrete you may dismay
My mind unravels
And elsewhere takes away
And I wait
And wait
In utter loneliness
Perhaps I am not alone
Theyβre there
I feel them watching me
They know I fear
They feed off it
And I wait for them to show
Because I know they are near
paranoid,
#paranoid
#haunted
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Joan Isaac
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