Midnight Horror
Poetry
I hear
My heart pounding.
I sense
My forehead sweating.
I see
My hands trembling.
Lying supine on the bed
My whole body seems paralyzed.
It is now silent —
My heart relaxes for a moment.
One two… My mind starts the count,
Seven eight nine… I hear it again.
Fear and anxiety
Building in,
At quarter-past-one
This is unusual to happen.
I shut my eyes tight
Sit upright
And try to overcome my fright.
My mind is racing
Memories are flashing,
It’s been over a year
Since I visited my mother.
I love her —
Yet I rarely give her a call
For I live with hope —
She is eternal
I now realize the bitter truth
Every living being belongs to Mother Earth.
Has she gone to where she belongs?
Even the thought of it breaks my heart.
The answer to my fears is three feet away
Yet my trembling feet denies walking that way.
Silence —
Just a moment of pause…
My phone —
Ringing again…
