Okay, please be nice because it took a lot of courage to post this rofl.
Also if you think im pathetic for being afraid of the dentist, thats your opinion, just dont be too evilConstructive criticism welcome, as are any reasonable comments you would like to make.
Anyway:
setting - dentist at school
format - poem
inspiration - an experience I had at the densist last Wednesday
Is this insanity?
As I lay there, still and numb,
I glanced up at the masked creature.
It was clutching a thing I feared,
A needle; long, sharp and filled with an unknown drug.
The creature bent down, and put the needle in my mouth.
I shut my eyes tightly,
Trying to blank out a situation I hated.
I could taste the drug;
Was this venom? Evil, like snakes?
Then the world seemed to be spinning.
I thought of the thing that makes me happy.
The person who understands me.
Someone I love...Jin
Now the chair was almost swinging gently,
Like being on a lilo in the sea, rocking with the waves.
When I was dismissed from the room I felt strange.
I dashed to the toilets and peered into the mirror.
‘Nope, I look the same as usual’ I reassured myself.
Now I found myself wandering to the water machine,
It was all a daze, a blur of people around me.
Next I walked up the corridor.
I felt like a ghost, gliding through the crowd.
Again the world was spinning,
Voices were just a murmour in a foreign language.
Am I really here?
Why do I feel so alone in this river of moving people?
Could I be insane?





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Thats a really good poem Cally =]








