Horror (prototype 1)
you'll feel me beneath your skin, wedged between flesh and muscle You'll feel me grasp under your arms, my cold pale cheek pressed against your spine, my hot blood and tears trailing down your baren…
horror death is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 3 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees horror death in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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