Fear

The fear consumes me
until my stomach hurts
and my head begins to pound
so much that I can't hear anything
around me. My mind is focused
solely on the cause of my fear.
My lips won't speak.
My eyes look down.
My heart races, and my feet
want to follow by running away.
Instead I am frozen,
consumed by my fear
as the darkness swallows
me into its belly
and I disappear.

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For Day 13 of NaPoWriMo, we were challenged to write a spooky or mysterious poem.