walking down the street,
shadows empowering me.
Trying hard to breath
but all I hear is one, two, three.

Dark as plain black
silent as the sea
scary as a horror movie
please don't catch me!

I look up to the sky
having Hopes so high,
but no moon is there to shine
my way to the dime.

The sounds around me can be heard
the barking of dogs can be heard
the squeaking of Beatles can be heard
and the echoing of footsteps can be heard.

Run, run as fast as you can
before the end of the street
comes to greet you today
with its freshly sharped teeth.

-AlissaB.A