Poetry & Art Contest Winners
3rd Place
"Paranoia" by Juliana Stewart, 11th Grade
I am the pinprick in the back of your neck
Causing your hair to rise
I am the split-second shadow at the edge of your vision
Making you question your own eyes
I live in the drops of sweat running down your temples,
in your jittering nerves,
in your racing heart.
I pour adrenaline into your veins like flour into cookie dough,
licking my fingers after a job well done.
I tickle your senses, tricking you with fake noises and false visions,
And toy with your sanity until there is nothing left for you to do but doubt.
You can call me Paranoia.
