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Mar 2014
It was 2: 00am
I found my selfΒ Β in the woods
Everywhere is calm
But a voice was coming in one direction
So scary and deep
I walk towards the direction of the voice
I saw a lonely tree
It was a tree without leaves
I became even scared because the tree is dead
I asked my self, can a dead tree speak? As if a tree can speak in the first place
Fear took over me
Yet I kept walking
Going back was never an option
So I kept moving
No other tree was there
And the voice seems to be coming from that tree
As I walk close to the tree
The voice grows higher
It was night
It was dark
The tree was standing like a giant
Fear grip me
My legs starts shaking
But yet I can't go back
Yet I kept going closer to the tree

I looked back
I couldn't see anything
Can't even hear the birds singing as usual
Everywhere was quite
But the voice grow higher
Am cold yet am sweating heavily
But am ready to see it to the end
Don't know where the courage came from
I kept moving
The voice grows even higher
It was like a stormy wind
As I got close to the tree
The fear in me fades away
I was ready to face anything that comes out
Am ready to fight to die or to live
My courage grows

But as i got close to the tree
Everywhere became calm
The voice was gone
Suddenly the birds that has refuse to sing started singing
I became helpless when the voice was gone
I became scared again
I said to my self
I rather hear this voice than not
The fear in me come alive when I heard the voice no more
Fear grips me again when I heard the voices of the birds

Deep inside me
I was like a melted ice-cream
I couldn't walk anymore
I can't move my legs
I was stuck
My legs became heavy
I say to me
I prefer the voice from the tree
The voice that gave me courage
The voice that make my fear fade away
Azubuogu chinwendu chukwudi
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Azubuogu chinwendu chukwudi  lagos
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   Jessica Head
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