I felt fear creep into my system cunningly
Slowly awakening my fright
In a room so dark it was difficult to perceive by sight.
I swallowed the lump in my throat
and my confidence reduced to that of a mote.

The wind blew the curtains and the doors creaked a little to loud much to my dismay.
Deep down my heart, I felt like a prey who was not to be hunted down by a predator but by her fears.
I heard voices that weren't clear
I knew It had to be the crone I was left alone with whispering an evil spell
to keep me locked up in this hell.

Black dots covered my visions
And I thinking I could escape was just an illusion.
I felt my self slip into another universe
I had finally succumbed to my weakness, sleep.

© Triumph Rose