She could feel her Heart pounding heavily..
Like a woman forcefully hitting a pestle on a mortar with the intention of getting a smooth and fluffy pounded yam …
Like a thousand soldiers marching on to war…
The Night’s Silver Moon shone gracefully Full and Bright*
but yet, the House was Dark* like a blanket covered it with no room for Light…
She could hear the wall clock ticking apart from that, total silence .The night was Dead….
Then suddenly, Oh!! so closely, she could feel Someone’s presence??
and the movement of the Being…. a light breeze brushed her face….
The house was empty but she could feel Someone’s Presence??
Flicked on her flashlight but she could find no one…
The light breeze brushed her face again
Like someone moved in front of her.
Sweat rolled down her Face and her heart Froze in Space
She wrapped her hands around her folded legs and buried her face in her laps …
She felt a Frigid touch on her skin …
She gasped and looked up!! So closely he stood .. She saw a figure, but couldn’t make out a * Face ??
He is a * Faceless being, toils with our Minds and our Emotions, prevents us from pursuing our Dreams and achieving what we Wanna.. He laughs when He sees the Terrified look on our Face whenever He plays his little tricks on our Minds . He is FEAR....
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This is a fantastic poem, exactly what fear feels like
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