Triauna Hall

(April 21 / Maryland)

Alone And Afraid


I'm walking in the darkness of the land
I see nothing at all from where I stand
It is dead silence, and the atmosphere is tense
I don't know what's happening and nothings making sense
I reach a door them open to see what's inside
I know I'm not alone but the dark helps me hide
I keep walking, too scared to look back
I start to run, not waiting for it to attack
I keep going then start to walk upstairs
I look around but there's really nothing there
I'm scared now and I don't know what to do
For this game is not over, and I know I'm going to lose
I sense someone's here then I freeze in my place
They get closer and close, its running out of space
I feel it behind me with its breath in my hair
I know I should run, but there's not a moment to spare
I wait for it to attack but its taking too long
When I open my eyes, I see that it's gone
I look around while my hearts begin to slow
There's no one else here, so I take that as a go
I keep it moving until my hand reaches a door
I want to go in; then again, I'm not sure
But I turn the big knob, wondering what's inside
From what I saw, was horrible, it made my eyes grow wide

Submitted: Monday, February 13, 2012

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