Mysteries Ahead Poem by Katheryn Foley

I hear you calling,
Face first falling,
Into a deep dark place,

Your words they do tame,
I heard you speak my name,
On the table it was wrapped in lace.

I'll never know what was inside,
For I turned the other way,
Behind a cave clothed in darkness I did hide,
For fear of silence within your sway.

I turned and saw the light,
I reached for that way out,
But your breath pulled me in tight,
I felt so hopeless I could not shout.