It’s the fluttering of my heart,
churning the demons within,
Magnified by the darkness all around;
It’s the quickening of my pulse
straining to be heard,
Silenced by the shadows that abound;
My fear grows. . .
Oh phew!
Just paper tangled among leaves!
When we are scared, our mind starts playing bizarre tricks with us. Nicely penned :).
Nothing is ever quite as scary as our own minds! You really grabbed how much of an impact our imaginations have on our fears. Nice!
oh that has been me soooo many times. You’ve captured it so well!
Me too .
Good one here
Argh! How I hate when that happens!!
Nice twist. I was expecting something grim, that is where our minds go and then the “phew” when it is really nothing. you captured it well
I like this one. Love the build-up and ending. Good write!
Nice one!
You have brought out the chilly and fearsome feeling in a few words.
Fear can make us very creative. You just proved it. 😀
The unknown creates fear in our mind and I loved the ending.
Superb Shailaja .love it . U have beautifully described the feeling that fills our heart when we get scared ?????? .Kudos
Absolutely Elly 😀
It’s amazing what tricks our imagination can play with us when we are scared! 😉 <3