Fear

This feeling;
that makes your skin prickle,
that gives you chills,
is fear.
The race of your heartbeat in your throat
the tears that tease to leak over
it’s the shrill sound of someone screaming
believe me.
Can’t think straight?
Just want to run away?
Looking for a place to hide,
someone to abide?
This feeling;
that leaves you lost,
that lays stress on your heart,
is fear.
Breathing so hard that it hurts
eyes wide and searching for safety
it’s the weakness in each step,
a chill that won’t go away.
All you can think of is Why?
And oh how you want to scream.
And oh how you want to cry.
But do you?
This feeling;
it stabs you
it grabs you
it throws you to the floor.
This feeling;
you hate it
so you take it
and you break it.
Fear.