Fear Poem

Poem About Being Scared Of The Dark

Being fearful of the unseen in the dark...

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She Walks

© more by Destiny Robinson

Published: December 2012

She walks alone in the dark.
As she looks back there are sparks.
She can hear the whispers,
The steps, the jumps.
She can hear the quickness,
Just like darts.
She walks at a pace,
Not too fast.
She hears the whispers,
This makes her gasp.
She runs as fast as she can,
Until she hears the steps again,
A hollow speech hard and cold.
She wants to run but,
It's too bold.
She runs and runs,
Until she finds,
The sound was the wind,
So she walks again.

               

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