I always hear someone knocking
Someone walking
Feel them watching
Although no one’s there
I feel their stare deep inside
This paranoia forever holding me here
Anything can hide in the dark
That thought of anything is what hits the heart
All those things you fear have total control
Whereas your mind has lost it
Everything's around me but nothing’s there
Nothing's there
But did I hear something
Nothing’s there
But did I see something
Nothing’s there but did I feel something
All at once
It’s all too much
I rip at my skin
I’ve had enough
I can’t live like this
Continuously wondering
What’s real what’s fake
Continuously hoping I can hide this
Continuously asking
Who’s there
About the Creator
Abigail Wadsworth
Abigail Wadsworth is a first time writer who lives in Durand, Michigan. She has freshly graduated high school and stayed with the marching band as their photographer. She inspires to bring hope and adventure to her readers.
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