Footsteps

Footsteps in the night as the rain came down The creek of the open door Shadows in the night Stars shining bright Creeping up the stairs The closing of the door She appeared as the clock struck twelve The aroma I could smell Walking upon the stairs It slowly drifted into the night The sleepless nights I have Sitting worrying what would occur Couldn’t help the pain I felt Panic and anxious Not knowing where or who Why does this happen I can’t explain Selfishness I don’t know