Alone she walks
Are the voices that talks.
Up ahead is fear
The echoes you'll hear.
Shadows all around
Very few make a sound.
Come fast are the whispers you hear.
Eyes that fill with tears.
Grab her hand before she falls.
Up ahead are the monstrous calls.
Dig deep into her past..
Hold still while the feelings last.
Never shake
Keep wide awake
The day is near
To face your fears.
©terrylin53
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