Darkness as far as one sees

Temperature dipped below seven

The heart whispers ‘be still’, all else screams ‘flee’

Anticipation grows

Fear holds its hand and builds as one

Tear streaked cheeks and quivering lips

Glamour fades with light

Possibilities remain but all else sleeps

Tension thick

Courage falters with time

Trepidation lives at midnight


In response to 365 Things to write about’s prompt of ‘midnight’


Tagged , , , , , , , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: