The Unknown

The whispers around me are getting louder
The footsteps beneath me keep coming
Keep growing
As I stand there in the unknown

No one is around 
To see the fear in my eyes
For the time just stands still
As my blood starts to fill the empty spaces

When I am there alone
It feels as though I’m not
For even though the sight cannot be seen
Something, someone
Still is

The fear is growing higher
The blood is flowing faster
As the whispers double
And the footsteps beneath me become deeper
A scream cannot be made
Or the fear cannot be shown
For it is all in the unknown
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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