Getting Fear Poem by narhari pokhrel

I find my self in the forest
I also find darkness however i go dippiest
I thought step back and run
But, my heart told isn't here someone with gun

Anyway i goes on trying to cross
For fastness i jump and rush
My leg did wrong step and fall down
I fill wrong and turn around

After a well my journey started to cross forest
There i took three times rest
I fill first version of night and eyes of tear
I know that i was getting fear.