Unknown Fear


It was a dark 
and brooding night, 
of lurking shadows, 
and screeching owl’s. 

Mist shrouds the night air,
as whispers 
travel on windy gushes, 
and shadows lurched forth 
from the darkness. 

A shiver, 
a shake,
a spine tingling quake, 
as fear grabs your soul,
tightly as you gasp for air. 
No time to scream, 
no time to run,
no time for air, 
no time to care. 

This whole time, there was nothing there. 

Amanda Shelton

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