A shiver,
s h i v e r,
it crawls, it whispers, it caresses
my hideous skin,
and weaves across my creaking spine,
tickling my heart of stone and causing my whirling mind to plummet,
a shiver touches my lips
and my teeth chatter
as I fight the lies the shivers bring,
s h i v e r.
A face in the mirror,
a plastered smile, wide and kind,
eyes shining weary.
A shiver slivers across my skin again
and I wonder
what it is like
to peer into the mirror
and see something that doesn’t cause
me
to
s h i v e r.
– Angie
Ooh!! REALLY GOOD!! It makes me think. This should be a title of one of your thrillers. Like write a thriller off this. Which might be hard. XD!
THANK YOU! And haha! This is actually kind of written in the mindset of a character in The Infidel Books… HMMM…
My pleasure! Ooh!!!
Ooh, this actually made me shiver. I like it, Angela!
AHH that is great! 😀 Thanks, Amie!
OOoooh!
=)
i love this!!! it’s got a mysterious, spooky vibe to it which i’m obsessed with! you have such a talent with words friend! <3
That is so sweet, Sarah! Thank you so much!!