Darkness.
Making the pit of my stomach twist and turn, and my ribs close tighter and tighter around me.
My mind, wondering what horrors await me in that dark, empty space of nothingness.
Skin tingling, heart pounding, breath shaking,
Not wanting to run away.
Looking over my shoulder expecting to see malicious eyes staring back...
Nothing.
Adrenaline coursing through my veins,
Anxious thoughts roaming through my mind,
Feeling like I'm floating mid-air
Feeling the chills scatter over my body
Fear flashes in my eyes.
I can feel fright surround me like a predator,
And I am its prey.
Inhaling the night air,
I smile.
The thrill of the night, the darkness, the emptiness,
Invigorates me.
I feel powerful, yet so
Vulnerable.
I feel
Alive.
And I wonder
"Is the darkness
My weakness,
Or
My strength?"
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What did you think? Please vote and comment if you liked it, and I'm totally open to constructive criticism. I haven't really done much with poetry, but it's something I want to work on developing. Thanks for reading!
