The Darkness fills my frightful mind.
The Darkness swells within the lines.
The noises I hear are an enraging roar.
Perhaps it's only my mind which has more in store.
There's nothing there but me.
Yet my horrors won't let me free.
An exasperated cry leaves my lips
While at my heels, the imaginary creature nips.
My eyes grow wide, my heart thrums cold.
Dare I look? Dare I be so bold?
Dare I run and try to win the race?
Or is that what it wants? To begin a chase?
My legs decide on their own.
Down the path I'm thrown.
Daring not to look back.
For if I do, I may be a light snack.
The door appears in a haze.
My heart feels as if it's ablaze.
I turn to lock the door behind me.
I laugh because I feared so blindly.
My imagination created this terror.
Only in my mind was the horror.
Alone, safe, in my home.
I laugh again at my horrific roam.
I sit on my comfy couch
as a creature appears in a crouch.
My maniacal laughter screams I was right.
As I am consumed by my own fright.
My screams are never heard.
The cops find it completely absurd.
At the funeral, what the attendants never hear
this poor girl died of her own fear.
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