MY FEAR
I can’t stop.
I must keep moving.
Pursued by my greatest,
Nameless fear.
I can hear it’s breath,
Ragged, yet strong.
Smell it’s putrid stench.
My fear running wild,
My step begins to quicken,
Going into a dead sprint,
I make for the safety of my home.
Opening the door,
I am blasted by the inferno within.
I had stepped into my own hell.
Rooted to the spot,
Hot flames lapping at my bare skin.
I stare wildly ahead.
There it stands,
Gaping maw open wide, in a snarl of death.
The beast suddenly moves toward me,
With lightning speed it approaches.
It strikes,
Utter darkness.
My eye’s fly open,
I stare wildly around.
I’m in my room,
In my house.
No flames eating away at my skin.
But as I drift back to sleep,
I catch a fleeting glimpse of a formless shadow moving out,
Under my door…..
