Alone In the Dark

I am holding back-against time wishes, Lurking at a corner, as I forbid the slayer to find me My heart beats and screech like a choking-engine, Whilst the snarly sinister hunts - wishes me burnt to ashes I dare thought to be a bee - So tiny I could fly and disappear from the scene. But so lame a thought like that can help a soul. The frightening night wants me feed to the ghoul. Hidden – I have stayed long, linger I can no more. I’m all alone in the dark, bruised and with a leg sore. Escaping is impossible!