A sound of a creeping door in the shadows. The sound grows louder as it gets darker... Still you can not find the door. Where? You ask, is the door, I need to find a way out of this darkness. I feel alone, confused, yet safe, even in the darkness that surrounds me. Help!! I say help!! But for nothing. I can not be heard over the eerie noise which shutters the the ears. Closer it gets, louder it gets. What is this feeling that is so strong in me? I fell jumpy, nervous, yet more aware of my surroundings. What “I ask” is this horrifying feeling that is burrowing in the side of my mind? Why “Screaming into the darkness” are you doing this? What are you trying to make understood? Help! I cant take it anymore. Where can the door be? How can there be no door? Lost in turmoil I forget were I am. I collapse in tears. The ground gave me goose bumps that if you were to see would make your skin crawl. In the spectacle of darkness I see a glimmer of light. Getting larger ever so often. Soon I could see my tears on the ground. The glimmer of light was coming from the door. It is now open. Should I go through the door now? I have been looking for a long time for this door and now out of no were it appears. Help me I am lost. Please show me the reason. I no longer want to leave. I am happy here. The door, my fear, my bedroom. I no longer want to leave my room. The light in the hall........ a memory. Fear.

nothing to fear but fear itself, bla, bla , bla

BRAVO

I hate to be the one always pointing out the obvious but did you want us to rate your profile? If not, this probably belongs in the poetry forum.

I FIGHT WHAT YOU FEAR....

ok i guess i missed that part. after all i am still new to this.

hey dont worry about it

wouldn't think of it. Just trying to be helpful.

Fear no door that had light somewhere...
Welcome to the poetry section and JSH!