A Creak Upon The Stairs Poem by Peter Madden

Stare into the mirror,
look into your soul,
feal the fear within you,
consuming you whole,

what are you afraid of,
theres nothing really there,
it was your imagination,
that creak upon the stair,

wasn't it?

but what if it wasn't?
what if it was real?
maybe there is something,
a presence you can feel!

your heart pounds!
the fear begins to rise!
you start to turn around,
dreading the suprise,

but theres nothing there....

your palms are sweating,
and your spine is cold,
you try to move,
but the fear has taken hold!

you tell your self it was nothing,
your mind playing tricks,
trying stop the shakes,
and from feeling sick,

you take a deep breath,
and try to still your heart,
thinking calm thoughts,
just for a start,

unclenching your hands,
breathing out a long sigh,
relaxing your muscles,
you feel the fear die,

...what was that? a creak upon the stair? ....