Depiction of Fear

I mustn’t hesitate, I tell myself,

though fear grips me and sends

shivers up and down my spine.

Don’t be such a baby, I scold myself,

as the hair on the back of my neck

prickles with dire warning.

Too many scary movies, I chide myself,

fighting a sudden urge to turn and run

from unknown assailants or specters.

An overactive imagination, I berate myself,

closing my eyes to sudden unspeakable images

that dance hauntingly across the horizon of my mind.

Frozen with fear,

holding my breath,

my body in fight or flight mode,

I awake.

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole