My Flashlight
My flashlight …
The dark itself is truly daunting.
And fear sends tremors down the spine
Soon will paranoia settle in
and lost to all, the track of time.
The hell was that, who touched my leg?
Is there someone crawling up my skin
Within this crypt it’s deathly hot
The walls appear to have caved right in.
You know I can’t see a damn thing
I feeling as though I’m really stuck
I’m scared to death I’m freaking out
I drop down, fetal, and then I duck
The tears are rolling like stream
I sniffle once and then I wipe
I try real hard on keeping quiet
My chest swelled up I fear for life.
I pictured things but at their worst
Hysterics were my growing plight
I clench the answer in my hand
I’ll turn it on and bear the light.
Paul Neglia
Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.
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Paul, this is chilling and very well penned. I love it! Well done.
Fear indeed is our greatest foe in life, not reality but what our imagination offers up. Nicely penned and evocative, Paul. Great work.
Fear and the darkness will always be man’s most inner foe. Enjoyed very much Paul.
A true tribute to that fear which is felt at times, until one is reunited with the light.
P.S. Write to me. please my friend!