The fear, silent, sly stretches across the room
Sitting in a corner, I wait for the doom.
My swollen eyes recognise the silhouette
lurking in shadows of the dimming night.
It crept nearer.

Leave me alone, I cherish the solitude.
It fed on my thoughts.  It grew healthy.
I slammed and shut the door tight.
The door remained ajar.
It crept nearer.

If death be beautiful, let it take over the night.
If the fear is to stay, it is better turning off the lights.
The silent breezes are deafening.
The walls are closing in on me.
It crept nearer.

The fear empties my life, one moment at a time.
It is the flashbacks, the nightmares,
and, everything that is frightening.
My heart defies death.
My body nourishes the certainty.  
I lie down for a moment.
*It crept nearer.