Irrational Fears (phobias)

The dark, insects, crowds, clowns, etc.

Write a poem about it and try to make it so f*cling scary, it will take the wrinkles outta yo nutsack, and fade your butt-hair.

1. Keep it honest
2. 200 word maximum
3. New or old
4. One poem per poet

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Secret Society

I used to work at a hospitol    
as an office assistant    
soon I started to notice something strange.    
     
No matter what floor I was delivering charts to      
this man would appear and give me a piercing knowing look    
if I was taking a smoke break he was there    
soon no matter where I was he was there.    
     
I started to get freaked out about it and changed      
where I went to smoke and he showed up there as well    
one day while I was sitting smoking he came right up to me    
bent over and looked me dead in the face and grabbed my lighter    
giving me this knowing smirk.    
     
I started talking about it in my office with my co-workers    
my mind reeling wondering how this man could always be where      
I am in this huge ten story hospitol.    
     
The next day while at the smoking area a person I knew to be      
his friend was there and he asked had D gone home yet    
while looking me dead in the eyes.    
     
I started tripping hard, the wheels in my mind turning    
then an idea came to me maybe our office is bugged    
it was a rule that when we delivered charts    
that we announce what floor and area we were going to.    
     
With the way he looked at me, like a man familiar with    
a woman's naked body I started to wonder is our bathroom bugged    
as well?    
     
So one day while in the bathroom I wrote a note telling him    
to meet me outside twice in one day and walk up to me and say    
hello.    
     
Later that day he walked right up to me and said hello    
then again showed up outside at the place I had designated    
on the note I wrote in the bathroom.    
     
I was scared but intrigued I wondered is there some kind of secret society going on here?    
     
Soon associates of his started joining in the game    
showing up where I was and giving me that same look.    
     
I had to know I got the courage to call him    
he was a supervisor in another department.    
I told him I had something I wanted to talk about    
he claimed not to know who I was when I described myself but he agreed to meet later that day at outside.    
     
While talking he asked is that your husband who comes and has lunch with you and he says I thought it was you when we were speaking on the phone.    
     
I'm thinking this guy is playing games    
he's noticed who my husband is and he's been stalking me around the hospitol but he isn't going to admit to anything.    
     
After awhile things got stranger      
my computer would start bugging out making it impossible to do my job.    
     
Others saw what was happening with my computer and they would just call the techs to fix it but it started happening everday.    
     
On the verge of a nervous break down    
I wrote one final note in the bathroom    
I said "I know all the players in this game, now buckle up boys you're in for a wild ride."    
     
I went back to my office and started doing my chart look ups on the computer.    
I would enter the chart number but every time it would come up with my name being that I was born at that hospitol I had a file there.    
     
Each patient is either marked as inpatient, outpatient or deceased    
it kept coming up with my name as deceased    
I got hysterical and broke down in tears.    
     
Having a nervous break down I went home    
just to be hospitolised in the hospitol I worked for.    
I was placed in their psych. ward.    
     
They gave me some medication and I blacked out    
I awoke later in their emergency room where they were stapling the back of my head back together.    
They had overdosed me and I had fallen.    
     
After being on leave for awhile I tried to go back to work    
at the hospitol but the games continued.    
So one day I walked off my job and never looked back but to this day i'm left with the scars of paranoia.    
     
Afraid to leave my house wondering how deep this secret society is?    
     
     
     
 

Sir if this exceeds the word limit i'll delete it as I didn't count the words..

The word limit was more of a guideline, actually. Excellent entry, Crim. Thanks for kicking this one off :)

cool thank you for such a great comp. :)

Anytime

                                    What is fear?
I feared a great of many things as I grew.
When I was 8 I feared the monster in my closet.
I hated those bloodily screams I would hear as I slept.
I was scared of that demon behind my wall that would scratch my walls with it's long yellow finger nails.

When really those were just the mice in the walls.
I hated waking up night after night from the same old nightmare.
I was  scared of the shadow boy that haunted my dreams.
When I was  10  years old.
I hated my best friend...
I was scared he would touch me in bad places...
When I tried to run away from him, I found my efforts to be fruitless.
I hated it when he told me to be quiet about his dark deeds.
I was scared for my life.
When I was 12 .
I hated people touching my feet.
I was scared when I went to the doctor.
When people looked at my feet.
I hated the feeling of being powerless.
I was scared of being hurt.
When I was 14.
I hated being talked down to.
I was afraid of my parents.
When they were mad at me.
I hated feeling like there was no way out.
I was scared of cutting myself again..
When it was today.
I hate not knowing...
I am afraid of the future.

Hate

not of God's creatures
those slimy wriggly ones
or haunting eyes
in ugly carapaces
do I avidly fear

but height from ground
or any hard firm terrain
a roof a plain any time
just ten feet above them
and I tremble in fear

Acrophobia
sounds even more awful
as I sit on a plane
some 30 thousands feet
above the sea

makes me want to scream
jump out of the window
wanting air and gasping
while everybody stay still
I fear Height.

Thanks for the fine entries, ilovescarystories and Grace. Glad to see this comp picking up steam

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I second that bump :)

Damn fine entry you have there.  Think I'm gonna have to round up a few judges for this one

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